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The air was cold - and obviously damp. It was night, and a lone seawing was walking through the streets of possibility. He had lost everything in the war of sandwing succession, his name was clearwater.
As he walked, he shivered. He had no parents, no home, nothing, except a small gold necklace that his mother gave him before the war. It was animus touched to slow the aging process, something only he and his mom knew about.
He kept walking down the street until he came up to a bar that was still open. He walked inside, several dragons turning towards him as water droplets fell from his scales, due to the humidity.
He took a seat and an icewing snickering as he did so before everyone turned away from him he sat there for what felt like an hour maybe more then a dragon he thought at first was an icewing stepped into the bar it looked around until it saw the empty chair beside Clearwater.
It walked towards him, stopping just beside the table, and grabbed the top of the chair, which it squeaked in protest, "May I?" the dragon asked. Clearwater nodded, allowing the stranger to take a seat.
"You look thirsty, would you like anything..? Oh, where are my manners? I'm Day Break, you?" the dragon asked. "I'm Clearwater, and as long as I'm not paying, then sure." replied Clearwater. Taking not that he was in reality speaking to a nightwing.
Day Break then raised his hand, signalling for two drinks, taking out a little pouch and putting two small bits of gold on the table; obviously worth more than the drinks would be. "That's quite a lot of gold to spend" Clearwater said. Day Break looked at the dragon, "I have quite the life.." he said, as the bar tender brought two huge glasses of booze before them.
Day Break took his, and Clearwater pulled his closer to himself. "So why is a seawing such as yourself here of all places?" asked Day Break, his white scales reflecting the light of the bar's candles, giving him a glow. "Why would you want to know?" Clearwater countered, making Day Break throw up a talon as he took a gulp, placing the mug down.
"I don't mean no trouble" he explained, "I simply was just wondering" he finished taking, another sip. Clearwater took a sip as well, "I'm here 'cus I don't have anywhere to go, and I've got nothing..."
Day Break looked at him with a thoughtful look, "well, that's not true at all! You've got that necklace, yourself, your memory's..." he grinned, turning to Clearwater "...and you've got a job offer coming up."
Clearwater's head shot up to look Day Break in the eyes, with his piercing blue orbs staring back. "What kind of job?" Clearwater asked suspiciously. Day Break leaned closer, "How old are you under that necklace? Either way, I'll tell you that I'm looking for someone who would love to see other realities." he finished, falling back into his chair with a thud, leaving a wide eyed Clearwater staring at him.
Clearwater thought then opened his mouth to talk, but before a single word left his mouth, a dragons body crashed through the front door, flying through the air, and smashed into the wall on the other side. "Oh great, they found me..." Day Break whispered in a sarcastic voice, loud enough for clearwater to hear.
There will be more chapters after this one! I do hope to see your reviews, and I hope you have enjoyed reading this chapter!