Melon's Lore Melonball!
 It had been a long day for you, so as soon as you could, you found yourself in bed going over plans for the next day. With one final thought in your head you drift off into a deep sleep. Suddenly you're in a dimly lit, rounded room. Looking around you see hundreds of artifacts and even more scrolls. Curious you grab a scroll and open it. The story of Flare, the title reads. You read a little farther and realize that this is the story of an actual dragon. Flustered you shove it back onto the shelf, afraid of invading the personal space of another dragon. "I see you have found my workshop?" A feminine yet robotic and static like voice calls out from behind you. Startled, you jump, accidentally knocking some scrolls onto the floor. |
"I am- I'm so sorry!" You accidentally yell, louder than intended. You go to pick up the scrolls but a yellow claw grabs them from the floor before you. Static laughter is heard from the pink and yellow dragon before you. "I am Issala. Record keeper of all dragons I come across. You look like you're in need of a story yourself! Care to tell me about you?" Enticed by the robotic like dragon in front of you, you begin spilling anything you can think of about yourself to her. When you finally finish a flash of bright light appears and suddenly you wake up in your bed. Shaking your head to wake yourself up you quietly mumble to yourself. "What was that? |
