More swearing in a dead language, one that not even the Dreaming can translate. The Void's hissing laughter fills the room and the shadows darken.
"Miles," Valdis says harshly, "You wake up your stupid ass up right now."
It doesn't seem to be working because the thorns keep getting taller, curling around the bed and travelling up the walls. The hissing gets louder, turning into a dull roar. A few people scramble away, clearing the area as a seven headed dragon begins to materialize in the room, it's long tail travelling out the door and down the hallway.
"As if this couldn't get worse," she mutters, hand moving to the hilt of her sword.
The dragon roars, smashing through a wall and taking out the ceiling above them, it's seven tongues flicking in and out, red eyes full of amusement.
It is so nice to be able to stretch, little angel, we must thank your Dreaming.
She's visiting Egypt
"Miles," Valdis says harshly, "You wake up your stupid ass up right now."
It doesn't seem to be working because the thorns keep getting taller, curling around the bed and travelling up the walls. The hissing gets louder, turning into a dull roar. A few people scramble away, clearing the area as a seven headed dragon begins to materialize in the room, it's long tail travelling out the door and down the hallway.
"As if this couldn't get worse," she mutters, hand moving to the hilt of her sword.
The dragon roars, smashing through a wall and taking out the ceiling above them, it's seven tongues flicking in and out, red eyes full of amusement.
It is so nice to be able to stretch, little angel, we must thank your Dreaming.
"Miles!"