[Ona]
On our way back to the palace, I informed Daax of the Elf King's wish to have us both meet with him in the tent to discuss what was happening with Carnelia and Primus and to also plan the next steps moving forward as allies.
"No, absolutely not, no," he rumbles as we land at the palace.
Orion rushes to soothe his cousins as his father continues to rage. Just a moment ago he was the voice of reason when dealing with my hot temper, and now he is elevated, his anger near exploding at just the simple mention of his uncle's name.
Orion shushes us, as he frantically feeds and cuddles each of his cousins, Daax excu
[Ona]If the guards and nurses hadn't woken us when they did, we might never have opened our eyes again. The smoke was so thick that I could barely make out the edges of Orion's face as he shook us, a youngling in each of his arms as they all cough, gasping for air. Everyone is rushing around, making sure that the medicine is safe, and that all of the little ones are safe in arms."Count them all!" I choke as I help Daax stand. "Make sure we have all eight babies!""Yes my Queen," one of our family guards shouts into the smoky room. With a distraction this big, we want to make sure none of them go missing. This would be the perfect opportunity for the queen to make one or more of them disappear.For all we know, that was the whole point of this fire. The Queen hasn't asked for them in weeks now, but that doesn't mean that she doesn't still want one. I still don't know why she'd want one of Primus' babies, and I don't care. I just know that I will not sacr
[Ona]A collective cry goes through the crowd as the flames rise higher. I am stuck in place, standing stone still.Where did everyone go?"The flames are growing, Sir." One of the knights screams to another. "We need to get the queen out of here. Let the rest burn."As I open my mouth to scream, the world fades, the heat disappears, and I feel the sensation of hands on my back and the kind, soft words of a friend."Take a deep breath."Inhaling deeply, I fill my lungs.Darkness is brightened by the sound of rushing waves and the brief sensation of water flowing through me as I move from one space to the next.This is not flying. This feels like falling.I blink. Exhale. Breathe.Everything stops.I am standing in a cave illuminated with blue crystals. The rock is wet, slick, and cold."Give yourself some time," the kind voice says as he slowly comes into focus.The Elf King is standing before me, wet from both sweat and the mist of the nearby water bouncing off the rock. "Displacement
[Ona] Kora leads me down a hall made of polished shells grown in the shape of rooms and corridors. You can see the natural spiral pattern repeated on the walls and between some of the spaces within the pattern, there are bits of sea glass that were melted and reformed to create stained-glass windows. Large picture windows from floor to ceiling show the beautiful natural wonders of life deep undersea. "I've always loved this palace," Kora smiles. "It is a fine place to be exiled." "Exiled?" I am confused. "The last time I heard anything was that after your father..." "Died," she finished, her words neither harsh nor judgmental. "I knew who Orion was the moment I met him, despite his game of pretending to be someone else," she shook her head. "I do not blame him for my father's death, even though it was his hand who slayed him. In many ways, my father died years before he stood on the deck of that ship." her voice is cold and sharp enough to cut. "The man I called father died yea
[Ona] "Explain what you mean, slowly," I demand as I take short, even breaths. Daax is protectively growling at my side, his jaw set. We both know there is only one person who is close enough to both of our dreamers to have a chance of being successful. Me. "Daax," I say softly under my breath, worried the same thing might happen again. "Look at me, Daax." "Ona," he breathes, his body softening as he pulls his gaze from the containment pod back to me. "I can't. Please don't ask me to watch them put you in one of these things." To see me in one of these pods would be a type of death for him. Daax spent 40 years in a pod very much like these, sleeping away his existence as he was harvested for energy and spare parts, only taken out occasionally for whatever torture Segundus had in mind. One of these days, when we are far away from all of this and are lying naked and feeling safe, I will ask him what he dreamed about during all that time away. Who was he when he was trapped inside
[Ona]"Good Morning, Viscountess."Where am I?I open my eyes in a room that feels both strange and familiar. My mind is expecting to see large cushions and a burning fire. Instead, I see long rays of daylight streaming through sheer curtains on tall windows that look out into a sunlit garden of roses and lavender, lilac and jasmine.The room is fine, elegant, draped in silks, and crafted of gleaming hardwoods polished to a shine. The servant who just spoke, a human, is standing near the door of the room in a uniform of some sort, holding a delicate silver bell.The last words of the Elf King are still ringing in my ears. He gave me very specific instructions and warnings.First, I may be a bit disoriented when I arrive, look for something familiar, think of something familiar, to connect you to the real world so that you don't get lost in the mind fog.Second, it is in the nature of the dream state to force me to conform to the shape of the universe within. In this world, I am little
[Ona]"My husband was attacked by a dragon?" "Yes, the Viscount Dashiell was attacked on the road. Should we bring you to see him?"Husband. Dragon.My husband cannot be attacked by a dragon. He is a dragon and his name is Daax.My mind flashes through a thousand images of my mate and me together. Fighting together, loving together, standing side just us against the world.That is reality. This is a dream and I almost got lost inside of it. Thalan had warned me this was a possibility, but I still let myself slip. I let the dream world take a piece of me as I fell completely into character. I can't let that happen again. I need to remain myself. I need to bring these two home.But to do that, I need them to know who they are, and right now, looking at them the way that they are, I can see they are very lost.Turning to the servant who has brought me the terrible news, I contradict him. "You must be mistaken, my husband is away at sea. As he has been for the last 5 years."Something sh
[Primus] Everyone knows dragons are only make-believe. So why is my sister making us chase one? She invites us to dine with her in the grand hall and we are treated to finely cooked venison and the best wine from the valley. She waits until we are well and goodly sated before she goes over the details of her plan. "You will need to travel the entire perimeter of my land of course, and then move inward towards Pinnacle Mountain where the most reports of sightings have occurred." She leans forward. "I know it will be inconvenient for you, adding another week or two to your stay. I am indebted to you both for looking into this matter," she smiles appreciatively. Ana seems very sincere. But when she looks away, there is a flash of mischief in her eyes that reminds me of our childhood together. She often got a similar look on her face right before she tried to do something that would get me into trouble with our father and half of the kitchen staff. Once dinner is cleared, we spend th
[Carnelia] "Who's there?" I call out as I open the door. Leon is standing in the hall, his face red, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. How long had he been standing there? Did he see me? Dear gods, did he hear me? Flushing with anger and shame I shout, "What do you want?" He jumps at the sound of my voice, his nostrils flaring like a wild animal's as his eyes flash bright green, like swirling mirrors of light. "This," he growls as he pulls me into him, claiming my mouth with his teeth and his tongue as he pushes me up against the door. "Mine," he kisses me again, his hands carefully placed on either side of my cheeks as he traps me with his body, his mouth exploring mine as his hardness presses into my thigh through his trousers. "Leon," I gasp, not sure what to think or feel. "What are you doing?" "Showing you how," he kisses my chin, my ear, "desperately," His mouth moves down to my neck, "Much I want you." He bites a line down my neck and I shiver with want
[Primus]Her face haunts me in my dreams. My beautiful wife. I can't stop thinking of our last evening together when we finally reconnected and pledged to do whatever we must do to stay together.But she isn't here with me and I can't find her. The way to Elfholm is a mystery as no traveler who has encountered the elves remembers where. The illusions are so thick that they often lose themselves. It seems that the harder I search for her, the more difficult it becomes.Fate can be brutal. It doesn't matter how strong you are, how honorable or just, fate doesn't care. A king can be brought to his knees by it's whim. Carnelia is not with me but when I close my eyes, It's almost as if I can feel her in my arms again. Carnelia. My sweet and wonderful mate. It has been two weeks since I last held her. Two weeks since I heard I saw her through a film of darkness.She was so brave. So strong. But I can feel her pain. She needs me more than ever. Whoever has her, they are treating her cruelly.
[Kora]I tried to call the Celestial Kingdom using the shared communications devices between our two countries. I wanted to update them on Orion's situation, to ask for aid and counsel. Elfholm has stopped sending messages demanding my presence at their Moon Council. I have tried sending my messages only to find my signals blocked.The False Queen demands my presence at Skyfall. With each refusal, she sends me a new piece of my love. At first, it was just a bit of hair, an article of clothing to remind me of his fragile situation.But it has been weeks.So now it has become talons and horns, fangs and scales.How long do I have before it is fingers and toes? His arm? His manhood?I am tired of being stuck here. I am tired of waiting.My father kept many labs. He was an anxious sort, very suspicious, and tended to over-plan. I can appreciate this about him as these are traits the two of us share. The colossus at my castle was not the only one, and while I am tempted to take this other
[Ona]She didn't warn us. She hardly even said goodbye. She looked at us with such sad eyes as she swept her hand upwards and we became encased within a sphere of darkness."I am so sorry..." Her last words faded and distorted as my brother screamed her name, screamed for her to stop.But she couldn't hear him.I held my little brother close while the darkness swept our little family, our remaining guards and nurses, up and out of Elfholm to Luxandra above.Freedom. She sacrificed herself for freedom.When the inky darkness receded, we were only footsteps away from the Eastern Gate in the Realm of Air, close to the home duchy of Eleanora the False Queen. Carnelia used her newly developed abilities to phase our entire number across a vast amount of space.Not even the Elf King himself was able to move us all so far so quickly.What is she becoming now that she is growing up into her power?"We need to get moving," I try to urge my brother, who has fallen to his knees, his hands reaching
[Carnelia]"I refuse," I hold my head high. "Allies do not treat one another like prisoners. If you wanted my help, you should have asked rather than chain me to this realm.""We're sorry, Your Majesty, but we feel it is necessary with your history to keep you contained. It is for your safety as well as the safety of all gathered here," an elderly drake steps forward, the starflower jasmine glowing blue throughout his long tendrils of hair."It took three of us to bring you back from the shadows when you unleashed your small nightmare," he explains. "We must keep you powerless or risk your wrath. We know the pull of a mother to her children. Why did you try to flee? You are safe here?""Why would any mother feel a need to leave quickly with her children and family--fear for their safety." I glare directly at my uncle. "As you say, I am too powerful. If someone were to threaten their lives," I refuse to remove my eyes from my uncle, who matches my gaze with his steely hardness, "I might
[Carnelia]The darkness takes me again, but this time, I have learned how to navigate it. The seemingly limitless void takes on shape and form. If I can find my anchor, I can find my way.Remembering the last time the shadows tried to take me, and how I used the shadows to take me to Primus instead, I focus on his voice, his scent, and the way I feel in his arms. He will be my anchor, my mate.The darkness slowly recedes and the silence is replaced with the sounds of my children crying as Primus calls my name."Oh gods, Carnelia," he weeps along with our babies as his hands grasp mine.Looking up, I see a dark, unnatural cloud looming just above the exit to Elfholm. Thalan doesn't plan to let any of us escape after all. I thought my uncle had at least a little bit of honor, but if I think about it, I can see the advantage of keeping us here. Ona and Primus he might let go, but me, my babies--we're his blood. His brother's legacy. Had I been born powerless, he might have let me go, but
[Carnelia] Ona and I began to make plans immediately. We would all leave under the guise of returning Ona and ensuring her safety. Because our children are so very young, we would be taking them with us as well. Once returned, we'd close the gates again. As far as we understand, the Moon Dragons cannot phase into the Celestial Kingdom. The only way to get to the Celestial Kingdom without the gates being opened is by using a 4th form. Yes, the Moon Dragons have a 4th form, but that doesn't mean they'd just be able to enter the Celestial Kingdom without resistance. There are other defenses in place as well. They'd have to bring an entire army of Moon Dragons. And there is no reason great enough for the Moon Council to approve such an open act of war against fellow Celestials. The plan wasn't bad for one cobbled together from excuses, driven by hunches and fear. Elfholm isn't safe for our family any more, not with the Elf King so determined to keep me here. A drake like him wouldn't
[Athony] The universe can be cruel. Sometimes the mate she chooses for you is a dream. Sometimes she is your nightmare. Often she is both. Eleanora keeps me around because I am useful. She is very stubborn with a willpower of steel--excellent qualities in a queen, but terrible ones in a mate. But she is loyal to those she finds useful. Why else would she still keep Segundus' corpse rotting in a vat of amber fluid? We thought it had been lost to the fire, but the universe isn't just cruel but capricious. She saw fit in her infinite wisdom to hide his corpse below several layers of earth, down a long lost tunnel leading to tracks that go to the sea. We found it a moon cycle earlier, and the joy in Eleanora's eyes was only overshadowed by her smile of victory. "We must have the Technician," she insists. "When that beast is in our grasp, we will win this battle and reclaim our rightful places." "You deserve to be Queen of us all," I bowed before her. As she touched my shoulder to r
[Carnelia] "Primus" Moving as a shadow I find myself by my mate's side. I became the shadow. My husband is curled up in the nest with our children, snuggly resting by their side, lending them his warmth and protection, but as soon as he senses me in the room, his eyes snap open, glowing green like fresh leaves. "Carnelia."He slowly untangles himself from our brood, and I want to smile at the sweetness of it all but I'm terrified. Not only by what I just heard from my uncle but by what I might become. A creature of shadow. A creature of the void. "You came back to me," he cups my face as he brings himself closer, touching me tentatively like I might turn into vapor and disappear. For all he knows I might, I hurt his heart when I walked away. "I will always come back," I wrap my arms around him, taking pleasure in his solid strength. I need him to anchor me. Without him and our children, I might float away, becoming darkness. I need this. Breathing him in deeply, his warmth comf
[Carnelia] The shadows call me now. I'm no longer alone when I leave the light. "A consequence of spending too much time too close to the void," Thalan explains as we turn the corner. "I was wondering how long it would take for you to hear them. Had I known you were a universal dragon sooner, I'd have pulled you from the dream immediately, even at the risk of your mind." We pause by a dark window. Everyone is asleep or close to it now. I left Primus with our children. I long to return to them and to reassure my mate that I will not leave him. I don't know how we are going to make this work. My heart is torn in two. But one thing I've never been more certain of is the importance of our little family. Even if I have to burn this world and forge another from its ashes, I'll find a way for Primus and I to rule together in peace. "The void," my words echo as it bounces along the crystal-covered cavern walls. "You keep mentioning this void, but I saw only Primus' dream." "Then how did