Chapter Fifty-Nine

Riot:

With every cloud, every gust of wind that carried her scent to me, I knew I was on the right track to find the doorway out of this place.

My eyes were peeled to the sky, shifting below me for any trace of an entrance. I had been flying for so long the sun was beginning to set. I was losing hope.

I turned on the wind, letting its soft caress beneath my wings guide me.

“Please, please help me find her.” I prayed to any god or deity that would hear me out.

Just as the sun sank beneath the mountains, a shimmer in the earth caught my attention; I took a spiraling nosedive, searching for the shimmering pool. Diving directly into it, to only be spat out into a place draining like water from a sink. My dragon fought to keep its head above water just as the water ran out, pulling me into the dark ……