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.