Heart Belonging in the Sea

Amid the little, leftover smoke of the battle at 4 am, a little rescuer woman, who has fallen unconscious after hitting the ground during one rescue, has awoken back to consciousness. She got covered in broken wood, so no one saw her. The sky was starlit, dark blue, with little hints of bright blue. Wrapped in her arms, was a baby. A very cute, snuggly baby. A baby that she rescued many hours ago. The baby was wrapped in a warm towel with its name on it: William. He was sleeping and cuddled well. The woman looks around. No vehicle was available. There were no more dragons in the sky, but just a few left seen lying sick, floating in the waters. It was a quiet and creepy scene, but somehow, the silence and the sky were invaluable. The house she and little William lay in is sinking. In anxiety, she picks up a floating piece of wood and puts him there. She tries to figure it out and struggles to remove her heavy rescuer gear. But before she could, her head was below the water. Water touched her and carried her. The saltwater and oil brought pain to her fresh wounds. Under, are many dragons, laying dead.

However, light shone, and they looked like floating lanterns. Dragons were moving again! Speeding and speeding up, they swim around, to gather their last energy, and splashed above the water, was the last dragon. Picking up the woman and little William, the woman guided the dragon, and it brought them back to the Rescuers.