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[color=#CCCCFF]Location:[/color] Haven
[color=#CCCCFF]Grimoire:[/color] N/A
[color=#CCCCFF]Skills:[/color] N/A
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The world splintered and shattered , and Willow could remember the first time she had tried anything like this before. Her Tia had made a drink, something the people of the forest would drink, and it would enhance their senses. Willow had let the bitter liquid coat her tongue and it had helped her with her sight. It had bothered her so much, keeping her awake day and night, plaguing her with visions. It was the first time it had bothered her so much since it had awakened, and so, her Tia had hoped the brew would help her control it for a bit.

As the cracks formed in her vision, Willow found herself tracing them with her fingers, making patterns in the air in front of her. However, they turned from jewels to admire, music to enjoy, horror snuck in. She could [i]smell[/i] the crackling fire, [i]hear[/i] the woman's frantic words, and [i]feel[/i] the heat from the fire. 

She started to scream and ran from her own visions, even as they chased her, and she ran in towards a save haven, any safe haven. The beautiful golden dragon stood out to Luna, a beautiful beacon of hope, especially since it was holding its occupant so preciously, so tenderly. 

Wings fluttered out from under her outfit, beautiful enormous wings that were meant to clearly support the tall woman, and in a blink of an eye, she took off, and was soon in the rafters, and looked at the dragon with the expression of fear, terror and begging. [color=#CCCCFF]"Please... let me be safe with you too."[/color]