Aithusa
Aithusa opened her eyes to a beautiful valley, where the surrounding mountains were so tall the peaks were hidden by clouds.
What a beautiful place! She thought in ecstasy, rising to her feet. Looking down, she realized she was a dragoness again. Flexing her pure white claws, the darkened Earth underfoot shifted. How moist and fertile it seemed! There should have been lush greenery all throughout the valley, but all one could see was soil, save for a large pool of crystalline water in the center of the grand watershed. The mountains were made of cold, jagged, solid rock, and caves lined their massive sides.
Aithusa might have wondered where she was, but the answer was obvious, sheltered deep within her innermost being. Something in her instincts told her this was where she—where all dragons—originated. She was in the ancestral home of her kind.
Where's Kilgharrah? She had to show him this place! For some reason, only two beings occupied her thoughts: the Great Dragon and the last dragonlord. No sooner had she resolved to go hunt them down than she heard a powerful wingbeat approaching beyond the farthest mountain from her. Out of curiosity, she lifted herself skyward, making steady progress above the clouds, to the mountain's peak. To her delight, it was Kilgharrah who was approaching, with the young man she had only seen about twice in her memory. She always knew she would meet the dragonlord again someday, and she had a feeling they were here for something very important. The Great Dragon and the dragonlord smiled at her, diving into the valley.
Following them, she saw to her great concern that Kilgharrah was bleeding! Upon a second glance, she noticed the golden drops of blood became jewels and precious metals as they fell to the earth. Looking down, she saw the treasures sinking into the dark soil surrounding the pool of water. Suddenly, Aithusa realized the same manner of treasures were pouring forth from her own eyes! It was painful, and the dragoness could barely see through them as the dragonlord jumped off the Great Dragon and dove right towards the pool of water. He floated above its surface, and she could see his mouth moving. His eyes flashed golden, and suddenly the water spread to cover the valley, filling the ring of mountains to the brim like a large basin. Kilgharrah stopped bleeding, and she stopped crying tears of treasure.
The bizarre dream faded as the waters began receding, and she woke up to find Kilgharrah staring at her from a distance, both of them still in human forms.
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