Unknown Worlds: Chased Goals

Two weeks since the author had forgotten about us that we were laying on the warm sands one dawning morning as me and her had watched the sun rises from the sea as if there be two invisible hands holding it high onto the skies. That had reminded me of one thing; would those invisible hands get tired from having to hold the sun for twenty-four hours a day seven days a week? That sounds like a lot of work. Something that I would not want to tire myself out. Regardless of my rambling on, I sighed and leaned my head back staring onto the blue skies above me. I watched the clouds slowly drifted by hovering above without a care in the world that sometimes, I wished to be a cloud and forget about this journey to nowhere altogether. I kind of forgot where we were suppose to go. I rambled on and on detailing about the forgetful things from my past including the plot of the second season all together that something had struck against my brain.

Tears had fallen from my eyes. It was a long time since I had visited her lately that I had forgotten how beautiful she looked like surrounding by that snow. My vision was blurry and puffy as more tears started pooling up upon my eyes. I threw my claws onto my knees; lowering my head down staring onto the sands and the dragoness who was sleeping on my leg. I lifted up both and knocked her onto the sands. She woke afterwards with tired red shot eyes and looked to me, narrowing her eyes. I stared at her but said nothing. She saw tears pooling and my eyes being puffy that she spoke. "Alright Neriax. What is wrong with you right now?" "Nothing." I responded, "I… I just needed a minute is all." She rolled her eyes and laid down onto the hot steamy sands closing her eyes as she lifted up her wing overtop of her. I watched for a few moments before getting up onto my feet and spread my wings. I was ready to go; and lifted up myself from the sands below and started moving westward when a voice called out to me. I stopped and hovered; shifting my eyes over to the source of that voice spotting Shinron who raised an eye in concern wondering what I was doing.

"Where are you going?" "Back to the forest." I started, "I have to meet up with someone?" There was silence and a mutter underneath a breath. It was surprising that the author had decided to do this early enough and never when we were moving northward towards our primary objective. But this had to be done otherwise. "Neriax has another girlfriend?" Tzico chimed, returning the current conversation at hand. I just shook my head, "No. A relative." Shocked came from each of their faces that they stuttered, none of them spoke for a few seconds except for Shinron who growled at me with those angry eyes. "We have to stick together. Who knows when the killer might come for you." "or us!" Leonar piped, nervously glancing around the island then turned around looking to the south. "For all we know; he could be wearing a mask and wielding a chainsaw coming after us." Here was another moment of silence as our eyes turned to Leonar who shrugged, "You watched way too many movies." "I know." Leonar finished with a grin upon his face. I just groaned and face palmed myself before replying to them, "Regardless if the killer will be coming or not. I need to go visit her." "Then let us come with you then." Shinron suggested. We argued like that for a few more seconds before I caved in and allowed them to come.

They all lifted themselves up from the sands below them; hovering next to me while we watched Xenao nudged the dragoness to wake. But all she did was swat him away as if he was some huge fly buzzing around her that I lowered myself onto the sands and kicked some of it onto her scales. She woke later on and gave me a scowl. I responded with a smile before motioning everyone to follow me. We started branching off from our primary journey and headed forth westward. We flew on and on; it took forever that Leonar decided to time skip over there already. How the heck does he have the power to do that? I sometimes wonder to myself. Despite it, we had… er… arrived at the snow covered forest. The one place where my own sister had died in the flames. Yeah, hopefully you remembered that previous and not jumped into the middle of the series. Wait; did you?

Well anyway; if you did. Welcome. The snow covered forest was what the name of it says. The forest is covered in snow. It was bitter cold here whereas the little flakes had started falling from the skies above. I did not shivered; but the memories came back to me like a tidal wave and it came suddenly. I remembered all those times that we had done together; even though it was short. The last memory I had was a mental picture of us sitting together watching the sunset. I think we were on top of some forest watching it go down. I forgot; it had been twenty stories since. When I think of it; I cried. It was heartbreaking to know that I was really indeed the last silver dragon to exist that is until I found out about the dragoness which came into the real realm after me and my mate's disappearance into another realm and yadaya. I am sure you will get the gist of it if you just read the others before this. And now, I return to the normal viewing program.

I turned my head towards the voices that were around me and had noticed that Leonar, Tzico and Nor arguing with one another. With them were Shinron, the dragoness and Xenao were all watching them fight among themselves. I joined in wondering what was going on throughout my rambling. Their voices were loud and obnoxious as it turns out they were angry about something. But what were they angry about? Well; that is elementary my dear reader, they were arguing about something. I really do not know. Sorry. As clueless as I am, I turned my attention towards Shinron whispering to him. "What were they arguing about?" "Them? Tzico was complaining that Leonar was playing with the story pacing again and magically teleported us into… whatever this place is-" "It is called 'snow covered forest'" I reminded him and he looked at me with a confused looked before huffing, "That, is a stupid name. Who came up with that? You?" "No." I muttered before looking at the trio. Enough was enough and I stepped in snarling and bearing my fangs at them. That was enough for them to stop their conversation and turned to me. With silence following afterwards, Shinron stepped forth to my side asking, "So… where is this 'sister' of yours?" "Over there." I responded, "But do not bother on rescuing her." Shinron blinked before nodding and motioned me to take the lead while everyone else follows. I led them through the forest despite Leonar complaining, "Oh come on? Again with this more traveling thing?" "Shut up Leonar!" Spoke another which I presumed it to be Tzico, he was angry and irritated. I would not blamed him at all.

We continued our way forward; until we reached the fallen tree that was deep within the woods. Shinron stopped; Leonar, Tzico and Xenao walked on but were staring at the tree. I stood along with Shinron but stepped forward and in isolation while I dipped my head down closing my eyes. Before me stood a broken skeleton of a silver dragon. My dead sister. She was dead when we had just started settling into the forest. From what I had remembered; it was because of the fire that licked the burned trees that surrounded us and covered our es- I shook my head regressing the memory in my mind while I opened my eyes and stared at the skeleton for a moment. I sat down and gloomed over my loss as I constantly reminded myself I was the last. But during the mists of it all, I heard someone walking ahead and placed their claws onto my shoulder. Two to be honest. Looking over my sides, I spotted Shinron and the dragoness staring at me with fainted smiles upon their faces. I responded back with my own before getting up. But just as I had started off with cheers coming from Tzico and Leonar respectfully, I noticed something in the corner of my eye. I stopped to look; curious to see what it was. Written onto the side of the fallen tree where my once sister had laid were these comforting words: 'She rests with me now, brother.'

I nearly cried when remembering my mate, Kesir.