Sharon and Charlotte: Before the Draconic Council

Unending BE - episode 215771

Neither woman could hear the other’s screaming, or even their own, for the sudden vortex of wind. Amazingly, every inorganic item inside the room remained in place. Charlotte and Sharon were lifted from the ground and hurtled through the room, spiraling and tumbling like pieces of paper inside a clothes dryer.

Charlotte strained the muscles in her back, desperately trying to flap her wings against the pull. “Grab my hand!” she yelled, reaching toward Sharon. How she would be able to hold back her immense bulk, she had no idea; she just had to try.

The near-dragoness spun wildly, seemingly aimlessly, but did not break her focus on the elevated portal. She sought it out, and felt herself being pulled quickly toward it.

En route, she reached for Charlotte, seizing her ankle in her thick talons.

“Whoa!” she shouted, before the portal swallowed them both.

When Sharon next opened her eyes, she was not quite aware of her surroundings. Rock touched her blue scales, cold and unmoving, yet somehow vibrant and empowered. Upon looking down, it appeared to glitter and shine, being composed of thousands of coins and gems, each one a different tint of blue. She saw an endless atmosphere of light and color, felt magic in the air and the ground, and in herself.

She stood on her toes, feeling the flow of power in this realm. The near-dragoness inhaled, letting her body soak up mystical strength. The simple act of breathing made her stronger.

The sensation of floating came to her mind, and she realized her platform was a large chunk of rock. Beyond the edge, she saw several other floating platforms, upon two of which rested a large lake and the half-conscious form of Charlotte, laying face down with her wings draped across her body.

A sudden influx of rock forms invaded the air above her. She looked around to see nine floating masses of rock, each with an ancient dragon perched atop it. The tops of the rock platforms were composed of some substance that seemed precious to its draconic host. Five were most definitely female, bearing scales in gold, silver, green, black, and a crystalline hue. The other four were males, scaled in red, white, iron, and amethyst. A tenth platform floated amidst them, carting Nobokai’s petrified body.

“The Council of Dragons has assembled,” the red male bellowed, his lava-like platform zooming toward Sharon’s perch when he spoke, then back out after his turn was finished.

The silver female floated in on her platform of purest silver. “You, intended mate of Councilor Nobokai, have summoned us. Please state your business.” She returned to her position.

Sharon cleared her throat. “I seek the means to return Nobokai to life.”

The black female laughed heartily as her pedestal approached, a festering swamp of bubbling tar and reeking methane. “Foolish mortal, thinking you can make requests of dragons!”

Sharon scowled, feeling anger burning inside her chest. “I am within my rights to make such a request. I am the chosen mate of Councilor Nobokai, and was allowed access to this place.”

The black dragon smiled a wry grin before returning to her post.

“Such a request, and voyage, could only be made by one of our kind,” came the smooth baritone of the white male, easing toward her on a platform of solid, soothing white light. “Tell us then, Sharon, and speak with your heart and soul, as well as your mind. Are you a dragoness?”

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Lycanthrokeith

Mon Apr 22 14:47:56 2002