MountainBlossom's Clan

Heavy hearted, I would spend my days burying myself in dragon games and candy puzzles. By mere chance and pure luck a little bird twittered by with news of a land full of dragons that will open their doors for a short window. Eagar to learn what I've been missing and if this could be the escape from reality I needed I ran to the massive stone wall where I learned the portal would come. It was not open yet so I paced and wondered what lay on the other side of the impenetrable stone face. My interest peaked, the desire to enter only grew stronger.

On the foretold morning a tiny beam of light burst forth right at my eye level. I peered through the slowly growing hole and heard a voice asking what name I would like to be called. I pondered and couldn't think of anything fitting, finally I spit out my favorite color and a fantasy story related character (PurpleEnchantres). Not sure how my new persona would be perceived I was allowed to enter as the pinhole of light grew to a large archway.

Blinking through the bright light I found myself high up on a hill with a vast and diverse land expanding in front of me farther than I could behold. I followed a thin worn path that wound down the hill, at the bottom was a large cobblestone area with a semi-circle of 11 arches. A glowing emblem above each entrance depicting the different elements that adorned their openings and seemed to be leaking from what like beyond.

Eyeing each of my options the closest door was an intricate ice structure, I hate feeling cold, so I'm not going in there. The door next to that was blacker than black with pulsing purple designs covering the arch, ominous noises made me recoil, definitely not going that way! Walking in front of the next door I was blown back by a burst of wind, I don't belong there. Nervous what my happened next I peered through the neighboring door, seeing calm pools and enchanting waterfalls my flowing energy felt the peace emanating from within this world, studying the land further I spotted the rough and unruly sea. I'll consider my other options first. The next archway was a crumbling stone structure with vines creeping from within, covered with colorful buds dancing in the breeze (probably due to the wind constantly blowing through that other door!) my heart drawn to this door my head urged I needed to know what the other doors may hold I lingered but pressed on. The next door was glowing brightly. A bright, warm, inviting light, but maybe too bright, I need quiet corners to hide in sometimes. Next, a raging storm lye beyond, lighting crackling up and down the metal spires, anxiety rising from inside I moved on. This door was adorned with torches, warm air pulsing from within. The whole land was on fire, this was not for me, the pretty flowers from before looked much more inviting. Giving the next door a chance I noticed strange runes all over the ornate doorway, below the emblem the word arcane boldly announcing an idea I couldn't comprehend, I don't think I'll be welcome there. Only two more doors to go, one reeking of decay and quickened my pace and came to the last door. Earth, our lovely solid Earth. I hold a deep respect for this planet and all her diversity but behind the archway was rocks, a never ending land of rocks, too rigid for my flowing and soft energy. Softly smiling I turned back towards the inviting greenery.

Passing through the vines I eagerly soaked in my surroundings, a swamp teaming with life on one side of the path a forest on the other. Enormous moss covered trees that reached so high I couldn't even see their highest branches, only specks of light managing to peak through the rustling leaves creating dancing streams of light illuminating the overgrown path. Breathing in the life and diverse aromas I continued until I came upon a pretty little clearing with a creak trickling along the edge. A subtle, deep voice pierced through the rustling trees saying if I liked I could stay and make my home here. With excitement I began clearing away fallen branches and dried leaves.

This enormous, leathery, clawed hand came down from the tops of the trees and placed an egg at my feet. I sit down to admire it, I place my hands on the side of it's textured bark-like shell, tenderly fingering the leaves emerging out the top. I sense a heartbeat radiating from the creature inside, I can feel it's soul as it reaches through my mind discovering my secrets, my sorrows, my joys and my desires. A deep purple blossom forms in the middle of the leaves, as it grows and blossoms the leaves separate, one by one falling to the side. The center of the flower opens to reveal a crack in the shell, a glowing green eye peers out at me.

Pushing away the sides of it's encasement a little dragon bursts out and cuddles up to my chest. She is the mirror of my soul, in all it's shades of dark and light, it's beauty and imperfections. Her name is Marada and she is here as my companion and guardian.