I woke up a few hours after sunhigh, my mind till racing from last night. The sun shone into my room, illuminating the dust particles. My deep violet scales shining. I frowned, laying in bed. It took me a few seconds to remember who I was.
My name is Zyseol Gentleheart. I'm turning ten this year, I'm a female, and I enjoy sleeping and not ever waking up. I always seem to dream about this strange place with tall mountains, deep rich forests, and a empty land full of volcanic activity.
I finally got out of my cozy bed, standing on the cold tiled ground and shaking my flank. A few black feathers of mine flew off, but I shrugged it off and opened my door. The scent of breakfast hitting my nose and making my mouth water. "Mom! Whats for breakfast?" I called out, seeking a reply. Yet even when I waited, no one answered.
I walked down the stairs, my talon-less paws hitting the hard floor softly. I trotted into the kitchen, my head filled up to the brim of dark thoughts of why my mother was gone. "Mom!" I called out again, only for silence to answer my cries. A large white pearly dragon entered the room, she had pink eyes and purple tail feathers. This was my mother, Ryndre.
I ran to my mother, hugging her. "You worried me!" I scowled. She smiled faintly, hugging back. "Im sorry sweetie, I had to deal with somethings."
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