Ignition [Coal] Jul 28, 2020 14:20:48 GMT
Post by Avalon on Jul 28, 2020 14:20:48 GMT
There was probably something to be said for all the crumbling decay. Oh, if these time faded walls could talk there would no doubt be entire libraries filled with stories and knowledge from another era. However, Avalon was an artisan, not a historian. Rather unceremoniously the obsidian dragon spun to hurl her stubby tail at a wall blocking her path. Corroded metal flakes exploded away from her with the impact as a large hole was opened up. Light shone in from the other side to dimly illuminate the darkened chamber she was in.
Whatever futuristic civilization that had occupied the Western Flatlands once was long gone. Time and scavengers had long since humbled the once grand city now simply known as the ‘Ancient Ruins.’ The building Avalon had picked through was just as derelict as any other. Raising a wing to shield herself from the invading sunlight and the dust she pushed and clawed her way through the opening. She had just managed to slip out when a sudden noise made her pause. Something had fallen to the ground in the darkness behind her.
The fresh air and glowing sunset view did little to reassure her that she wouldn’t be chased again by the ferals that had claimed this lost city as their home. The vorvomon quickly retreated away from the building, unwilling to test her luck again so soon.
Her camp was a simple one near the broken city’s perimeter. The Folder Desert was anything but creative, so the only real feature that marked out her campsite was the softly glowing pile of molten rock Avalon had made for light and warmth. Rather exhausted as night began to fall, so too did the little black dragon as she fell onto her back in the sand with a sigh.
“I’ll find your treasures yet,” she mumbled to herself as she closed her eyes to rest. Her little expedition hadn’t yielded the most fruitful of rewards yet, but maybe a deeper search into the ruins tomorrow morning would be successful. As sleep began to take her away from reality she couldn’t help but dream of fantastic items she might find and add to her own treasure horde.