"Good work," Aurora murmured, her gaze fixed on the spectral portal in the distance, known ominously as the graveyard of Gods.
She watched Aura, the dragon, with a mixture of pride and relief. "You've done more than just freeze over the land; you've preserved a path to the mysteries beyond."
Aura let out a low, resonant growl, its breath misting in the chilled air, acknowledging Aurora's approval without needing words.
The path it had left, a deliberate trail leading to the portal.
Aurora turned her attention back to the portal, wondering its eerie suspension in the air like a dimensional fracture.
"Even if we wanted to hide it, the truth is, such a thing refuses to be hidden," she whispered aloud. "It's not just a crack in our world but in all understanding. People will come seeking it, no matter the dangers."
