Ciara's POV
"Dad, we are almost there," I spoke up, his weight getting much heavier. I could feel the presence of two people ahead. That might be in need of some correction, one was a humanoid form while the other was a dragon that was easily the size of Texan the Storm Wolf. My glasses, being misty did not provide me with much visibility. My newly found ability to see through the ice did not provide me with visual information the way my eyes did, but rather a detailed picture of my surroundings that was updated every time I wanted it to be.
This meant that I could not see the colours of the things that surrounded me, but I could tell them to the detail in a nice image of black and white. 'It's better than nothing,' I told myself.
