Somos closed his eyes and braced himself as he stepped into the storm. Strangely, he was not blasted with frigid cold air and tiny needles of ice. He opened his eyes. The storm had settled into a light snowfall around them.
Before him stood the vayron he called Frosty, more for his attitude rather than his magic. Somos approached him cautiously, the memory of being entranced by the storm’s power felt like it happened yesterday instead of two years ago.
“Heyyy, Frosty. Remember me?” Somos called out to him. He couldn’t tell if the other vayron was lucid. Those glowing eyes revealed nothing to him. He took a couple more steps. “Heard you bein’ a pain in the ass lately. It’s got a lot more people talking. You good?”
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Above them a creature slithered forward on its belly, wings folded tightly against her body so as not to be seen. Many had passed through her caverns but not one displayed that level of power over their magic, even if they lacked control. She pondered this while watching another vayron — a runner, she believed— confront the other. She could use them, she thought.
She wouldn’t give them a choice.
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Somos closed his eyes and braced himself as he stepped into the storm. Strangely, he was not blasted with frigid cold air and tiny needles of ice. He opened his eyes. The storm had settled into a light snowfall around them. Before him stood the vayron he called Frosty, more for his attitude rather than his magic. Somos approached him cautiously, the memory of being entranced by the storm’s power felt like it happened yesterday instead of two years ago. “Heyyy, Frosty. Remember me?” Somos called out to him. He couldn’t tell if the other vayron was lucid. Those glowing eyes revealed nothing to him. He took a couple more steps. “Heard you bein’ a pain in the ass lately. It’s got a lot more people talking. You good?” - Above them a creature slithered forward on its belly, wings folded tightly against her body so as not to be seen. Many had passed through her caverns but not one displayed that level of power over their magic, even if they lacked control. She pondered this while watching another vayron — a runner, she believed— confront the other. She could use them, she thought. She wouldn’t give them a choice.
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