Taylor's eyes blinked opened.

There was some blurry shapes moving about as the sun shined down on her, the power nap from hell and her lack of glasses making her groan, making the soft woman nearby stop humming.

There was silence for a beat and the something slide on to Taylor's face, she yelp but then paused as she felt her glasses being returned to her, a familiar comforting weight.

Shifting about on some sand, Taylor must off fell off docks and had a lucky soft landing on a washed out part of Brockton.

"Thank goodness, you are awake. I grew worried as the hours past," she said and Taylor squinted to make out the woman.

The Maiden of the Blue Eyes.

The maiden smiled as Taylor gawked at her.

"You know my title, that is a promising start. How do you feel?" she asked, in a soft, soothing way as if Taylor was made of glass.

"Like I was stepped on." she replied, a bit too honest than she normally liked and to her surprise, the maiden face grew stormy.

"Indeed. Do not worry my Lady. The dragon is most apologetic for her...over excitement," she said with a glare at...at...

Taylor's head turned ever so slowly as it came to rest on a giant dragon, casually resting next to them on the sand.

It was a dragon. An honest to god dragon.

Taylor choked on her breath as she rushed to her feet. The Maiden jumped up with her, hold out a hand to balance her.

Taylor was grateful because the moment she stood, she almost fell over again.

"You are rushing yourself," the Maiden said in distress and Taylor pointed at the dragon, her mouth opening and closing before she finally managed to say something.

"Gwaha?!" she said and in her slight panic at the sight of a dragon, forgot English. The maiden nodded anyways.

"Yes...I suppose if I surprised you then she would definitely cause some shock. If you know my title...then surely you can feel hers, correct?" The maiden told her, the blue eyes catching her brown ones.

Taylor caught her breath and stared into the woman's lovely eyes.

She was right, Taylor realised, and she hadn't even noticed. Taylor knew who this woman was, in her mind the space was dominated by her light before Taylor had summoned her had seemed empty last night but looking closer, almost not seeing it, there was a speck of light.

Taylor nudged it, a sort of hiccup that she thought really hard about.

Symbols, an image, a name.

They floated about her the speck light hazy after images of some test Taylor had stared too long at.

Cautiously, she nudged the larger speck and was rewarded with the same.

"The Blue-eyes White Dragon..." she breathed and the dragon stood on its legs, much like a dinosaur, with curved daggers for claws., it's body covered in plating and scales.

True to it's name, it was a stunning white, in the shimmering heat of the beach, the dragon was iridescent, it yawned and Taylor saw it's tusked mouth opened like a torture device.

Each tooth and claw were a deep blue. Its eyes were a deeper shade more.

Then with a stretch it's wings spread before Taylor, showing her the full form of its deadly body, letting her know there was no escape if the Blue-eyes wanted her dead.

The Maiden snorted.

"Stop showing off, you'll have ample opportunity to do so elsewhere," she said and dragon huffed at her ruining the graceful effect it had built up in the last few seconds. The maiden then turned to Taylor.

"Those are titles. You may find many like us so perhaps it would be wise to give you a shorter name for us. Our titles are a mouthful at best," she said and Taylor tore her eyes away from the dragon, unable to stop staring at the beautiful deadly creature.

"Uh sure, I guess, I'm...Taylor," she stumbled and held out a hand to the maiden, who then took it briefly put her lips to the back of Taylor's hand, making her shiver at the electric touch again

"A pleasure, you may call me Kisara, it's as close to honest as I can be, and you may call her," she indicated with a nod to the Blue-Eyes, "Blue."

Taylor stared at her.

"Blue...is a bit uncreative," she pointed out, not trying to be rude, but shouting at 'blue' to stop eating the local farmer's children just didn't mesh with her. Kisara almost grinned.

"We can't both be Kisara...so I win since I'm closer to the truth," she explained brightly, which did nothing to actually explain.

Taylor rubbed the bridge of her nose.

"Right, Kisara and Blue, got it," she confirmed and turned to look about, her grogginess finally abating long enough for to notice something odd.

"How far are we from the city? The sand is pretty damn white," The water was also very blue, the rocks around them seemed...chalky somehow Taylor noted and Kisara looked away, nudging a shell with her feet.

"Oh not far...right Blue?" she tried to chuckle and Blue snorted, sending a gust of sand flying as she laid her head down to nap.

Taylor felt her heart begin to sink.

"How far?" she repeated and Kisara pulled from behind a rock, a brown grocery bag which made Taylor imagine her in a modern supermarket in her current get-up.

She almost asked if Kisara got stared at but then the woman pulled out a newspaper.

Herald Sun: The local news, for local Australia!

Oh no.

"Australia? AUSTRALIA?" Taylor might have yelled and flapped her arms slightly at the increasingly bizarre day she was having.

Then she looked at the date.

"I've been out for two days?!" Taylor didn't scream, but she might have made Blue jump slightly at the volume of her voice.

Kisara waved her hands trying to placate her.

"I understand this might be a scary situation, so I bought you this!" she cried and pulled out a tub of ice cream that sloshed.

"The man with the money storage machine said this would cheer up any sad girl! I found him to be very wise. He gave me a paper with symbols on it, but I discard it once I failed to read it!" she said happily and Taylor gingerly took the water cream.

Blue stared down at her and with one claw picked something up Taylor couldn't see from behind her and dropped it.

A large crocodile laid dead before her. Blue nudge it towards her and snuffled, when the dragon saw Taylor hesitate, it opened it's mouth and a thin light shot forth.

A sudden smell of cooked meat filled the air and the crocodile looked...almost edible.

"I have ice cream...and a dead crocodile. Thanks...I'm going to go...over there and think about what my life has become in a single night," Taylor told them, her voice very, very calm.

Kisara paused then nodded with a willful strength.

"We shall wait for you hear my Lady," she promised and Taylor nodded, her mind blissfully empty of responses.

As she walked, she heard Kisara say something to Blue.

"I think that went well! Almost couldn't go better." she said and Blue snuffled and there was a snapping noise that told Taylor she no longer had any crocodile to eat.

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