Under a Blood Red Sky [Adaman/Volo]

The quiet is soothing, like a gentle caress on the cheek, or a light rain on a warm day. They're floating through something, suspended like a marionette, eyes closed, and barely conscious.
The calm ended fast though, ripped away in a flurry as they felt themselves begin to plummet down, their strings cut. Air whistling past them, their clothes flailing more than their body as though insivble hands were trying to stop their fall. Opening their eyes, they can see themselves falling straight towards an island, a great volcano or mountain looming in its center.

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This is an ambiguous character, they use exclusively they/them pronouns, and are not inherently more masculine or feminine. Their gender is up to the reader.