" It appears that somehow you have traveled through the cosmos and was
brought into the past for a great purpose from what I can tell". Grace
looked at Drake oddly", what is that, suppose to mean?" she asked shaking
her head. Drake smiled at her", I had a dream. I knew you where coming.
That's how I was able to save you from all those knight's, but believe me
I'm just as confused as you are. But don't fear anything yet". Grace
brought her knees up toward her chest crossing her arms over them. Then
afterward rested her head on them speaking," I always dreamed of going on
adventures and discovering the unknown but I never thought that it would be
as oblivious as this.I just want to go home".
" It won't seem as awful as you may think it to be" Drake said inviting her an offer," if you need a place to stay your more than welcome to stay as long as you like, and I promise you that I'll try to help you find a way to get back home and back to where you belong". Grace looked at Drake with a faint smile", thank you" she replied. " But do I have your trust?" Drake asked. " I trust you" Grace smiled again with more enthusiasm.
Days passed and long after weeks, Grace got to know Drake a little better. She also got to know Geoff who was now a knight telling Grace about all the awesome adventures he and Drake encountered over the past year. He eventually broke into the comedy side of things telling Grace of how Lain and Master Kwan had come from the East mentioning a great prophecy narrowing things down about how the wise Chinese traveler was teaching Drake how to breath ice and how he spit a huge gob all over Mansel, covering him in slobbery gew. This made Grace laugh harder than she had laughed in a long while. " There was this one time", Geoff gestured as he told Grace," Master Kwan was going to show Drake how to breathe fire-". " Oh no, Geoff please don't tell her of this it's so embarrassing ", Drake blushed placing a clawed hand over his face". Awe come on Drake," Geoff wined," this is funny", he said grabbing Grace's attention as he continued," anyway he was about to breathe fire when all of a sudden he choked and then." he paused looking at Drake with a smirk," a fire ball came out the wrong end and blew an entire field an mill the peasants had been working on into a gigantic fart bonfire!".
Grace looked over at Drake with a smirk. Drake had been red with embarrassment as Geoff grinned and then there was a pause there after. Grace Broke out in hysteric laughter unable to stop. The laughter carried about like a contagious cold eventually getting Geoff laughing at Grace and Drake as it followed. As the laughing carried about for over five minutes, Mansel came by needing to show Drake something. He stared at he laughing trio being puzzled as to what was so funny. Then Mansel interrupted the laughing trio", Excuse me Drake, but there is something I need to show you something very important if I can just see you for just a moment". Drake looked at Mansel then tossed his head at the laughing pair. " Please this is important". Drake sighed disliking the thought of being dragged away from the fun he was having with Geoff and Grace. However, he could tell that Mansel had been quite serious. " Alright Mansel." Drake sighed with disappointment.
Drake turned to Geoff and Grace", I will be away momentarily, until then entertain your selves there is something that Mansel needs to show me". Drake turned and walked away heading into the monastery with Mansel disappearing into its stone cold holy walls. " What do you think the monk had to show Drake?", Grace asked out of curiosity. Geoff shrugged", I'm not sure". As the progressions of the busy life between people carried on, something aside from the physical plain had been brewing within their peaceful little kingdom. It had been something dark and utterly twisted. In addition, some how it brought itself back to the land. For far off in the distance, over hills, streams and into the mountains a dark nightshade of blue clouds rumbled off over the mountain peaks. They stirred in a thick black smoke and rained down hard pellets of hail as they drew over the plains shadowing the sun in their jaws of justice taking color out of the land and reduced everything to a vogue gray.
As the rain came down in thick balls of ice, the wind screamed battering vegetation around vigorously. Geoff yelled out to Grace from the corrupting noise", it look like were in for a mean storm, come on lets get to shelter before the hail hits us!". Grace nodded as she glared at the oncoming storm overhead. Geoff grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the protecting walls of the monastery. The wind chewed on the shutters of the place, as the shutters themselves beat on the holy walls like barbarians trying to enter the place with their horrid weapons of death. In the mountains where the storm was first born, it had been at its peak of destruction. In the crypt of a dark musty cavern an explosion of black fire appeared. It screamed like a demon rising from the tortured pits of hell.
From the roof of the dark cold cave, blood fell like rain, leaking and dribbling off the jagged teeth of splintered rocks falling freely to the mustered gravel on the ground. The beating sound of a heart was heard blackened by its dark poisons. A faint antagonizing whisper cried out from the fog of blood in its awakening possession. The voice rose over collapsing itself in agony as it began to transform. Building flesh upon meat into muscle and tissue until it became an organ of defeat. Then finally a heart of darkness lay there in a pool of dark blood.
Then a silence came for only a moment wrenching its decay into the still air. The heart became repulsive beating louder and heavier and its movements became faster as life was breathed into it once again. The spur of a transformation had begun to take place. From the mouth of the cave the blood slithered out into the open and the wind rushed in from the storm watering the blood down. It seeped into the rocks of the mountain leaching down then spilled itself upon more rocks as its scarlet red color, twisted black and continued its dark path down the mountainside.
In a quiet old library of the monastery, Mansel had placed freshly lit candles around the room giving it a dim glow save for the sound outside from the wrestling chaotic storm. Drake sat by the table waiting for Mansel to show him what was so important. Mansel pulled out a bunch of old dusty books from one of the bookshelves and sat them on the reading table. Drake watched a little curiously Mansel thumbed through them trying to find the old black book the Eastern travelers left behind while they were visiting. Finally, after several laboring silent minutes his wondering brown eyes ran across it. " Here it is", he said as he lodged the pages open. Drake yawned emitting a low deep rumbling growl followed by a vicious snarl from within him baring his teeth afterward. He then strolled over to Mansel and his mystery. " Is this what you needed to show me Mansel?" Drake asked looking Mansel straight in the eyes. Mansel grew nervous", yes it is but before I show you, you must swear not to tell another soul about this". " Alright I promise" Drake vowed. Mansel took in a deep breath releasing his tension then began," Drake do you remember about the prophecy of the two tailed comet-". Drake interrupted," yes but-". Mansel continued before Drake could get a word in.
Mansel continued", apparently there is another piece to the prophecy that was missing. Some thing the Middle east travelers did not speak of.because they had been to frighten to tell". " What is it?", Drake asked. " Well", Mansel sighed", there is another prophecy Drake that follows after the last .supposedly Griffin had been destroyed but according to this prophet his revenge has just begun". Drake went wide-eyed for a moment listening to Mansel tell of the second coming of the new prophecy. As Mansel spoke Drake listened to every word carefully," The chronology goes back, long back Drake, A long time ago there was a language an ancient language of dragons that was spoken through out the world since the dawn of time. The dragons that told of this said that when three red stars of the dragon constellation Draco, are like an eclipse, a black hole like a door is opened, the shadow dragon comes spreading its evil and chaos through the gates of Lucifer's kingdom. The black heart that rises from the blood of a dragon will rise in ultimate evil trying to enslave the land then the world in shear darkness".
" When the angel constellation comes in contact with the dragon, the one chosen will fall into the sands of time. Four powerful guardian dragons gathered the elements of what they considered life. Four gems entrapped with their souls. And each evolving around the one chosen that can save life. The shadow dragon and its host are bled out of darkness. Wherever there is life, it brings death because it is absolute evil. It was written in the stars that two who were chosen in this future, must save the world from the crib of evil, together these forms will produce what the ancient oriental dragons call the lights of life able to bring light to the farthest regions of the stars.but if evil stands there.", Mansel stopped looking at Drake more fearful than ever. " Then what?" Drake asked in a low voice. Mansel continued", then light turns to dark, life to death forever.". Mansel then lowered his head closing the ancient black book and placed it back onto the bookshelf.
Drake was left a little gaped. He was still confused with the enormous prophecy that was even bigger than the last. " When is this prophecy suppose to occur?" Drake asked Mansel. " Mansel spurred in a faint fear", according to my knowledge the prophecy of the Dragon stigmata has already begun". " How do you know?", Drake questioned. Mansel headed for the exit of the old library looking back at Drake before his departure," the red stars began shinning in the constellation Draco only a few nights ago.", he then left quickly before Drake got time to reply. The storm continued to thrash its hard rains until finally, the night came. Drake as usual was studying in his cozy room on a stack of pillows, reading away until he fell asleep. Geoff was away in the castle enjoying a delicious feast; while Grace became curious slipping past monks and ducked behind a wall to listen to the choir of them sing in the church. It almost frightened her to hear the low deep singing voices of the monks. Each one singing an odd bizarre chant as if over collapsing voices broke out and spread them selves in a continuous echo across the church.
As she listened, she got to thinking about so many things that had happened to her but didn't understand why. She delicately grabbed the ocean-blue emerald heart shaped necklace that was attached to a silver chain around her neck and enclosed her palm around it, while listening to the chanting voices of monks as her thoughts drifted thinking about Drake. She was certainly fascinated with him. Never seeing a dragon would put anyone in pure shock and fear of the unknown. Her thoughts were broken by the sound of footsteps coming down the main corridor of the hall. She immediately fled hiding behind another wall, watching the monk pass by. After, she decided to check up on Drake so she then left passing through the corridors and the holy halls back to the old dungeon near the stables.
" It won't seem as awful as you may think it to be" Drake said inviting her an offer," if you need a place to stay your more than welcome to stay as long as you like, and I promise you that I'll try to help you find a way to get back home and back to where you belong". Grace looked at Drake with a faint smile", thank you" she replied. " But do I have your trust?" Drake asked. " I trust you" Grace smiled again with more enthusiasm.
Days passed and long after weeks, Grace got to know Drake a little better. She also got to know Geoff who was now a knight telling Grace about all the awesome adventures he and Drake encountered over the past year. He eventually broke into the comedy side of things telling Grace of how Lain and Master Kwan had come from the East mentioning a great prophecy narrowing things down about how the wise Chinese traveler was teaching Drake how to breath ice and how he spit a huge gob all over Mansel, covering him in slobbery gew. This made Grace laugh harder than she had laughed in a long while. " There was this one time", Geoff gestured as he told Grace," Master Kwan was going to show Drake how to breathe fire-". " Oh no, Geoff please don't tell her of this it's so embarrassing ", Drake blushed placing a clawed hand over his face". Awe come on Drake," Geoff wined," this is funny", he said grabbing Grace's attention as he continued," anyway he was about to breathe fire when all of a sudden he choked and then." he paused looking at Drake with a smirk," a fire ball came out the wrong end and blew an entire field an mill the peasants had been working on into a gigantic fart bonfire!".
Grace looked over at Drake with a smirk. Drake had been red with embarrassment as Geoff grinned and then there was a pause there after. Grace Broke out in hysteric laughter unable to stop. The laughter carried about like a contagious cold eventually getting Geoff laughing at Grace and Drake as it followed. As the laughing carried about for over five minutes, Mansel came by needing to show Drake something. He stared at he laughing trio being puzzled as to what was so funny. Then Mansel interrupted the laughing trio", Excuse me Drake, but there is something I need to show you something very important if I can just see you for just a moment". Drake looked at Mansel then tossed his head at the laughing pair. " Please this is important". Drake sighed disliking the thought of being dragged away from the fun he was having with Geoff and Grace. However, he could tell that Mansel had been quite serious. " Alright Mansel." Drake sighed with disappointment.
Drake turned to Geoff and Grace", I will be away momentarily, until then entertain your selves there is something that Mansel needs to show me". Drake turned and walked away heading into the monastery with Mansel disappearing into its stone cold holy walls. " What do you think the monk had to show Drake?", Grace asked out of curiosity. Geoff shrugged", I'm not sure". As the progressions of the busy life between people carried on, something aside from the physical plain had been brewing within their peaceful little kingdom. It had been something dark and utterly twisted. In addition, some how it brought itself back to the land. For far off in the distance, over hills, streams and into the mountains a dark nightshade of blue clouds rumbled off over the mountain peaks. They stirred in a thick black smoke and rained down hard pellets of hail as they drew over the plains shadowing the sun in their jaws of justice taking color out of the land and reduced everything to a vogue gray.
As the rain came down in thick balls of ice, the wind screamed battering vegetation around vigorously. Geoff yelled out to Grace from the corrupting noise", it look like were in for a mean storm, come on lets get to shelter before the hail hits us!". Grace nodded as she glared at the oncoming storm overhead. Geoff grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the protecting walls of the monastery. The wind chewed on the shutters of the place, as the shutters themselves beat on the holy walls like barbarians trying to enter the place with their horrid weapons of death. In the mountains where the storm was first born, it had been at its peak of destruction. In the crypt of a dark musty cavern an explosion of black fire appeared. It screamed like a demon rising from the tortured pits of hell.
From the roof of the dark cold cave, blood fell like rain, leaking and dribbling off the jagged teeth of splintered rocks falling freely to the mustered gravel on the ground. The beating sound of a heart was heard blackened by its dark poisons. A faint antagonizing whisper cried out from the fog of blood in its awakening possession. The voice rose over collapsing itself in agony as it began to transform. Building flesh upon meat into muscle and tissue until it became an organ of defeat. Then finally a heart of darkness lay there in a pool of dark blood.
Then a silence came for only a moment wrenching its decay into the still air. The heart became repulsive beating louder and heavier and its movements became faster as life was breathed into it once again. The spur of a transformation had begun to take place. From the mouth of the cave the blood slithered out into the open and the wind rushed in from the storm watering the blood down. It seeped into the rocks of the mountain leaching down then spilled itself upon more rocks as its scarlet red color, twisted black and continued its dark path down the mountainside.
In a quiet old library of the monastery, Mansel had placed freshly lit candles around the room giving it a dim glow save for the sound outside from the wrestling chaotic storm. Drake sat by the table waiting for Mansel to show him what was so important. Mansel pulled out a bunch of old dusty books from one of the bookshelves and sat them on the reading table. Drake watched a little curiously Mansel thumbed through them trying to find the old black book the Eastern travelers left behind while they were visiting. Finally, after several laboring silent minutes his wondering brown eyes ran across it. " Here it is", he said as he lodged the pages open. Drake yawned emitting a low deep rumbling growl followed by a vicious snarl from within him baring his teeth afterward. He then strolled over to Mansel and his mystery. " Is this what you needed to show me Mansel?" Drake asked looking Mansel straight in the eyes. Mansel grew nervous", yes it is but before I show you, you must swear not to tell another soul about this". " Alright I promise" Drake vowed. Mansel took in a deep breath releasing his tension then began," Drake do you remember about the prophecy of the two tailed comet-". Drake interrupted," yes but-". Mansel continued before Drake could get a word in.
Mansel continued", apparently there is another piece to the prophecy that was missing. Some thing the Middle east travelers did not speak of.because they had been to frighten to tell". " What is it?", Drake asked. " Well", Mansel sighed", there is another prophecy Drake that follows after the last .supposedly Griffin had been destroyed but according to this prophet his revenge has just begun". Drake went wide-eyed for a moment listening to Mansel tell of the second coming of the new prophecy. As Mansel spoke Drake listened to every word carefully," The chronology goes back, long back Drake, A long time ago there was a language an ancient language of dragons that was spoken through out the world since the dawn of time. The dragons that told of this said that when three red stars of the dragon constellation Draco, are like an eclipse, a black hole like a door is opened, the shadow dragon comes spreading its evil and chaos through the gates of Lucifer's kingdom. The black heart that rises from the blood of a dragon will rise in ultimate evil trying to enslave the land then the world in shear darkness".
" When the angel constellation comes in contact with the dragon, the one chosen will fall into the sands of time. Four powerful guardian dragons gathered the elements of what they considered life. Four gems entrapped with their souls. And each evolving around the one chosen that can save life. The shadow dragon and its host are bled out of darkness. Wherever there is life, it brings death because it is absolute evil. It was written in the stars that two who were chosen in this future, must save the world from the crib of evil, together these forms will produce what the ancient oriental dragons call the lights of life able to bring light to the farthest regions of the stars.but if evil stands there.", Mansel stopped looking at Drake more fearful than ever. " Then what?" Drake asked in a low voice. Mansel continued", then light turns to dark, life to death forever.". Mansel then lowered his head closing the ancient black book and placed it back onto the bookshelf.
Drake was left a little gaped. He was still confused with the enormous prophecy that was even bigger than the last. " When is this prophecy suppose to occur?" Drake asked Mansel. " Mansel spurred in a faint fear", according to my knowledge the prophecy of the Dragon stigmata has already begun". " How do you know?", Drake questioned. Mansel headed for the exit of the old library looking back at Drake before his departure," the red stars began shinning in the constellation Draco only a few nights ago.", he then left quickly before Drake got time to reply. The storm continued to thrash its hard rains until finally, the night came. Drake as usual was studying in his cozy room on a stack of pillows, reading away until he fell asleep. Geoff was away in the castle enjoying a delicious feast; while Grace became curious slipping past monks and ducked behind a wall to listen to the choir of them sing in the church. It almost frightened her to hear the low deep singing voices of the monks. Each one singing an odd bizarre chant as if over collapsing voices broke out and spread them selves in a continuous echo across the church.
As she listened, she got to thinking about so many things that had happened to her but didn't understand why. She delicately grabbed the ocean-blue emerald heart shaped necklace that was attached to a silver chain around her neck and enclosed her palm around it, while listening to the chanting voices of monks as her thoughts drifted thinking about Drake. She was certainly fascinated with him. Never seeing a dragon would put anyone in pure shock and fear of the unknown. Her thoughts were broken by the sound of footsteps coming down the main corridor of the hall. She immediately fled hiding behind another wall, watching the monk pass by. After, she decided to check up on Drake so she then left passing through the corridors and the holy halls back to the old dungeon near the stables.