"Look to the stars" - Draco; DragonHeart
You are confused, dazed, sick, and worried. You are sucked out of reality, and spinning into some sort of worm hole. You feel like screaming, but you can't. You try to breath, but you can't, and yet.. you feel fine. Suddenly, the bright flash of lights and the crushing feel of life snaps away, and you find yourself in a completely dark area..
"Where am I?" You ask yourself.
Suddenly, you hear a loud clicking noise and high pitch whistles... "Kre^!shta ^si aysk?"
"What?" You turn around, and trip on on a rock, falling face first on... strange cold scales?!
"AAAAHHHH!"
"'hume, don't worry. Gah.. 'humes.. Worry Warts all the time.."
A bright flicker of light comes from the strange voice. You look over at a newly lit torch. Standing before you is a huge black dragon with golden wings. The dragon bends his long girrafe-like neck down and studies you.
"Welcome to Portal Palace. Let me guess. You found a silver feather and it brought you here? That is what all Travellers have been telling me. It must be the mark of the Silver One"
You stare in awe, and nod
"Very good. I suppose you are safe. I am Helios. This is the entrence and gateway cave to many different dimensions. Portal Palace, you could say. This is also the center of, 'ksh'ta'gre^st'tch'. That is Keeshat for, 'Land of the Silver One.' TalonsHawk, the Guardian of this Realm, brought her Language in from whatever reality she came from into this Land. The creatures here caught on with the language, and it became international. Always remember this, 'hume. ^ stands for a quick whistle. ! stands for a click of the tongue. ' stands for the skipping of hard-to-say words. Would you like me to tell you the legend of, 'The Silver One'?"
"Yes," you say.. But you begin to have second thoughts.."Never mind."
"Alright. I shall lead you out. To the east is Silver Crystal Weyr. To the west is The Hatching Sands. To the North is Emerald Forest. To the South is Tsubu Rainforest. Or, if you wish, you can meet this Reality's guardian, care-taker, and friend at her Roost in this 'palace'. She's the one who organized Silver City, created the portals, make the adoptions, and other -very- useful things around this land. Farewell, traveller. And good luck on your journies"
You turn to go on your way, until you hear a strange flapping noise near a door very close by. The sound of feathers and a beak snapping echoes through the dark, stoned halls. Should you Follow the noise?
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