Day 20
Obviously I didn't get this from Pinkerton, but there's a lot of things to celebrate today! There's the Crystalline Gala, my friend @/Sugarkit's birthday, and plus Icewarden blessed our area with snow and no school tomorrow!
Night could literally feel himself slowly thawing when the claws let him go. He was thrown against a wall, and the shock of it stole his breath. He lay on the ground, struggling to breathe.Obviously I didn't get this from Pinkerton, but there's a lot of things to celebrate today! There's the Crystalline Gala, my friend @/Sugarkit's birthday, and plus Icewarden blessed our area with snow and no school tomorrow!
A shadow next to him coughed.
"Cool?" Night said weakly.
"Yeah," the Pearlcatcher muttered. "What the heck?"
A moment later, Raiya collapsed in front of them. "That was cold," she said shakily, standing up quickly and regaining her posture. "Are you two both here?"
"Yeah," Cool and Night said at the same time.
"Where is this?" Raiya anxiously observed the dark surroundings. "It looks like we were thrown into another one of those ruins shelter things."
"That's just great," Cool sighed sarcastically.
There was a whisk of freezing wind and all three dragons shivered. A moment later, a dragon bigger than all of them glided in front of them. She glowed-- blue and white.
In her clutches was Echo, who had paled and wasn't moving at all. When the little Nocturne was set down, her eyes were squeezed shut and her body was limp.
"Echo?" Raiya immediately went over to her. "Why isn't she moving?" she asked the new dragon maturely.
"I assume, perhaps, that the little one's defenses were too feeble for the cold that I radiate," the Coatl said with a delicate, blurred accent. Each word had a different pitch and timbre, the word 'radiate' being particularly warm and the word 'cold' feeling lashing, harsh.
Raiya looked at the new coatl, not seeming to distrust her at all. Considering the fact that she had just thrown them all into an unknown place and hurt their friend, Night thought it was kind of weird that Raiya didn't suspect anything. "Is she going to be okay?"
Night himself didn't know what to think about the ice-touched Coatl. The magical energies were off balance, but that didn't seem to come completely from her. She didn't seem dangerous, but her way of talking was so unnatural and foreign that it almost felt robotic. It was like she was using coatl-humming combined with usual Draconic and it was just wrong. But it worked.
As Raiya questioned the new icy dragon, Night crouched down next to Echo, saying some weird words that probably sounded like complete nonsense to an outsider. It was a simple spell in an ancient language he had memorized. He felt warmth rush through him, healing his body and then sending it all towards Echo.
"You like like you're going to freeze over," Cool observed rudely out of nowhere.
"And you look like you belong at the bottom of the ocean," the Coatl sniffed. "Where a shiver of sharks can bite and slash you into pieces and no one would care or care to know."
Cool's eyebrows raised, looking slightly stunned. "Geez," he muttered.
"My name is Prism. I do deeply apologize for the state your friend is in. If she stays in close proximity with me there may be permanent damage to her brain and she may also encounter the unpleasant frostbite," the icy dragon said passively. "Therefore, I shall stay as far as possible as I speak."
"Do you always talk this much?" Cool said, probably still salty about her previous comment.
"No," Prism said simply.
"So basically, we need to bring Echo to a healer," Night summarized Prism's long stream of words, feeling helpless and kind of desperate. He didn't know why; he'd only known Echo for a day but he did like her. "Do you know what to do, Prism?"
Cool glanced over, confused. "Don't you?"
"Not really." Night internally pinched himself for not knowing what to do. "I work with magic but not really the healing aspect." Warming a dragon up was simple, but Echo still didn't wake and Night didn't want to accidentally hurt her even more by, say, setting her on fire. But by the way Echo's scales were still biting cold to touch, Night almost felt like fire was worth a try.
"Look, Prism, I don't know why you brought us here but I think we need to go now," Night put his thoughts back on the subject they needed to focus on, hoping he didn't sound rude or mean.
Prism stared at him intently, alarmed. "You mustn't leave. Whatever your friend faces can wait. If they find you, the outcome will be much worse."
"If who finds us?" Raiya asked.
Prism's gaze darkened. "My once-good friends. These ruins are cursed, and they have taken their souls. Ancient magic, known to you as the Gloom, perhaps? It lurks here. These are its origins."
Night suddenly felt a strange sense of deja vu. He was reminded of something. This place they were in, he felt like he had visited it before. But that couldn't be possible. Right?
"They now lure poor lost wanderers in, and the ruins would provide a temporary home to stay the night. Yet no one since them has rested here and lived past dawn," Prism continued. Her voice dropped. "They know you are here."
"And how can we know we can trust you?" Night challenged her. She was twice his size and probably formidable in battle, and suddenly he wasn't sure if the safe aura around him was faked or not. He spread his wings slightly, standing protectively in front of Echo.
Prism's nostrils flared. "You do not. However, I do. I have lived many years and I can tell you only a million stories of failed escape attempts."
"Does that mean we won't get out?" Raiya asked, her voice uncharacteristically afraid.
"You have a chance," Prism said. "I am with you. I know their tricks and their hiding places. I will help. But for now, we must lie low and be still."
Cool frowned. "That sounds like a plan to get us to sleep here and die if what you're saying is true. I say we leave now."
Raiya's voice was calm. "I think we should wait and make sure it's safe."
"Why do we have to listen to you?" Cool said defiantly.
"Echo can't be dragged back by you alone," Night answered sensibly, hoping Cool wouldn't confront him. "We need Prism's help." He continued gently warming up Echo and trying not to make the temperature too hot.
Cool glared at Night, who pretended not to notice his burning gaze. "If we all die, don't blame me."
"I advise you not to blame. There is actually a particularly high chance that you do not make it out," Prism interjected in a proper, concise tone. "And that I will continue to be trapped here."
"What do you mean?" Raiya asked, turning to the Coatl.
Prism looked sad. "Alas, it is my own curse. My dragon friends turned into killers, and I was their robot. A robot, meant to replace a dragon that had died long before. We were all bound here as victims, but the Gloom could not take my soul for I had none. Instead, I am simply unable to leave. I have dedicated my life, if you can call it one, to saving unfortunate dragons such as you."
She raised her head, her next words sending shivers down Nights spine. "I have yet to succeed."
@Sugarkit @Aetherstorm @Drachenschwinge @zombieshed
Do you like Prism? She's kinda sassy which I definitely like, but I do need another lighthearted character which I plan on adding soon. Also she's a robot which will be fun to play with.
Also Happy Birthday Sugarkit!
Do you like Prism? She's kinda sassy which I definitely like, but I do need another lighthearted character which I plan on adding soon. Also she's a robot which will be fun to play with.
Also Happy Birthday Sugarkit!
I edit my posts too much because grammar and fixing things that don't sound right. You have been warned. ^^
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