Sam
I stretch in my sleep, waking myself up, I occasionally do this. I'm still exhausted though. Why am I so tired? Didn't I take a nap before we arrived here and then took another one waiting for something to happen? I sigh and bring the blanket up to frame my face. Wait. A blanket? I didn't have a blanket with me? I wipe the sleep from my eyes and open them. I'm… in a room, a normal human-sized room! Are we here? Wherever here is… That was a dumb question. I'll give myself garbage for it later, but right now I gotta find Em. I reach out with my mind, telling me that Em is not nearby, making me worried.
I sit up quickly, thinking the worst; she's probably killed and now I'm the next meal. No matter how silly it sounds to you right now, it made sense to me at the moment. Still feeling groggy and unbalanced, I stand up. Walking was a disaster within itself, three steps later my legs collapse with me breathing heavily. I wasn't only mentally tired like I thought but I was physically exhausted too. The door in front of me opens and a gorgeous girl, about the same age as me, enters holding a tray. The air stirs around me and she stops right before she clambers over me. I look up and she just stares at me with empty eyes and just stands there.
She slowly sets the tray down, grabbing my hand tenderly, the air around me grazes my skin, soothing me. Her musical voice whispers in my mind,
Atarah, you need to rest. You are not well. You need to get back in bed, eat, then sleep. She moves beside me and grabs my waist, bearing most of my weight. As we're moving, the wind stirs restlessly, but there's no logical reason for the air to stir,, the only opening was the door for a possible draft. And it's closed.
She lays me down, and retrieves the tray, sitting down next to me. Assisting me with the food she's given me. She looks blankly in my direction as if sensing my discomfort, she smiles.
Yes, I'm blind. I see with Nature and Air. I also can see auras, colors that represent emotions and thoughts. She pours me a cup of water. As I feed myself a spoonful of some mushed up stuff that tastes like cheesy potatoes.
I didn't mean to be disrespectful or anything. But will you please tell me what's happening? Where's the dragon I was with? Emberlynn, she's white with bright blue eyes. Don't know if that sounds like anyone here. Wherever here is… I gulp down the water and hand her the cup for another. I didn't realize how thirsty I was.
Your dragon is alright. She's talking to the King right now. Then she's going to recuperate from your journey, as far as I know. You need to rest, you're going through the Transfer. We are in the Scorched Earth, also known as the City of Dragons. I'm bonded to her brother, so that kind of makes me you're an elder sister in a sense. I am called Lyra Meital. She hands me another cup slowly. I grab it, hesitant to ask her what I wanted to ask.
So you know who I am? Who "my dragon" is? Were we being expected to be here? What is the "Transfer"? I feel dumb just asking these things, it'd make sense as to why she's caring for me. Everyone probably knows we're here. It's probably important news if Em is talking to the king. Would I need to-?
Yes I know who you are Samantha Winters, your dragon is Emberlynn Nu'e. Lyra says, interrupting my inner ramble. I sip my water quietly.
We have been waiting for three generations. You are experiencing a change within yourself. Where you are being shared with Miss Emberlynn, A part of you is being "transferred" to her as she is to you. Now the Transfer is not a pleasant experience, sometimes, it depends on the person. You are not in pain, are you? I shake my head, seeking my body, in case I'm wrong. I'm stiff just not in pain.
No, I don't think so. I'm stiff but I think that's because I was sleeping for so long. Am I supposed to be hurting? I stretch, slow and long. Careful not to drop my cup. Loosening all the tight muscles in my back and limbs a bit. My mark suddenly warms, but it isn't painful. To be honest, it's actually very soothing because the warmth swims to the other parts of my body, making me feel relaxed. I sigh deeply, finishing my cup.
Are you feeling better? You seem more relaxed, something happened, yes? She starts handing me a tray of food, the first thing I see is strawberries and blueberries. My favorite I swear!! I grab handfuls of the fruit and stuff them in my mouth, chewing happily.
Actually yeah, I don't know if this is important, well I don't even know if everyone has one. But I have a mark and all I know is that it has to do with binding. And just right now… it got warm. But It's not painful, I promise. Just… if you're taking care of me, I might as well be honest with ya. I smile feeling my cheeks get red, why am I embarrassed??
She smiles kindly,
Yes. I suppose honesty is the best option here. You said it got warm? That means that you are close to… She stops, seems to gather her thoughts and continues.
Well, you will experience the worst of the transfer soon, Atarah. I will go get prepared to care for you when that time comes. She gets up gingerly and heads for the door. At the same time, my stomach tells me that it is NOT liking the fruit it's been given. I lie down afraid that if I move again the fruit will end up on the floor. She opens the door stops to look at me and smiles again.
And I feel that time is nearby. She closes the door with that. I keep my eyes open, my head becomes more and more dizzy with every breath. Did the candles just dim? Yeah, they did, with every breath they dim more and more until it's fully dark. Almost immediately, my eyes close and the last thought I had before I fall into a seamless sleep;
Lyra is pretty.