'Can it get any worse?' Yes, yes it can. Excitement swells up in my stomach as I see land, and not just land, but inhabited land! Glee strikes my face.

My now blazing hot wings pull me faster towards it. I'm getting a fever, I can tell. Sweat forms right above my scaled eyebrows. I haven't got time to lose.

The feeling of hope in my stomach boils up and then drops down to my feet. I see unnatural smoke rising from the heart of what I can make out as a town, then I see the flames, and breathe in the ashes.

I am not sure if it's the smoke or the poison that blurs my vision, but my sight grows dim. Black smears in the corners of my eyesight and I begin to have tunnel vision. Next thing I know, all I see is the blue ocean.

My face hits the water hard. Thank God I had my eyes shut, or else that would be another ordeal my body would have to succumb to. All my strength is put into keeping my heavy body afloat.

'No one will see me out here. I'm as good as dead now. They would 'ave hard enough time spotting me without the distraction of the flames. G'luck finding my body out in these waters. Needle in a haystack doesn't even start to describe the Easter egg hunt they'll be 'aving with searching f'er my water-bloated carcass.'

I'm not sure how I end this torment, but I eventually give up and let my mind go dim, and darkness falls over my consciousness.

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I awake- surprisingly. My head rests on the wooden mat I am laid upon near the water's edge. Somehow, someway, I have been rescued. My head turns, painfully, over to see the rest of the island behind me.

Smoke still swells high and mightily above the island. It nearly makes me choke. It hurts to move, no matter which way I go about it. "Must be the poison taking its toll on me," I say in disgust. I should be dead, there's no lying about it. Why hadn't I?

From the throbbing view I could collect, it would seem I am at the right place. The tracks that come to my resting place and leave are of a raptin, or possibly tame raptor. With further study, I would be able to notice the non-skittish steps of the civilized saurian, but I'm in too much pain to sit in a twisted position for anything longer than a few seconds.

I feel it is my duty to help the raptins, but I have no feeling in my legs besides sharp, needle-like pain. What am I to do but sit and wait for someone to come to my aid?

The feeling of independence leaving me is a bitter shot at my pride. Not being able to do something - idleness - it's not a custom I wish to place into my daily routine.

'If only I had some reading material besides this stupid journal.' Then it hits me, could he have been wanting my journal? What would one want with a bunch of scribbles and species classifications? Unless, one was making an army and a list of every species in Yugure, that had their strengths and faults, was their pre-made wish list of recruits. . .

All this time, I have been writing in this book, the Mist have been waiting for a good time to rip the golden egg from right under the goose and deep fry the bird without it even suspecting a thing. I've got to tell someone, but who? Who would believe me? I am not trying to sound important- like the whole universe revolves around me and my knowledge, I'm just trying to do what is right.

If the Mist get their filthy claws on this journal, a good portion of species in Yugure would be exposed to them. Who knows what they could do with the weaknesses of every creature in Yugure?

The sky is slowly fading, and what am I to do in the dark? I know I'm not alone on the island, and that's what worries me. Something besides a friendly raptin neighbor might stop by for a visit, and I surely do not want to be home on my mat when that happens.

There. I heard something. Footsteps, and possibly voices. Am I saved? The sun is going down and I can't quite see my hands anymore.

/Aaaah! There it is, chapter 13! I'd just like to thank everyone who's been reading this far into Eno's journey. Also, thank you so much for all the comments and votes!!! :D

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~Eno/

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