Meeting Mentor

As Marilia grew more confident and used to the inside of the city she began wondering further afield the city proper. She wondered the outskirts and wild when she had the time or she felt like skipping class. on one of her outing through exploring caverns and caves she discovered one that seemed...warped. Even the surroundings did now look like the rest of the bottom of the ocean. They where somehow, warped. Fish had thicker, less translucent scales, some features warped, the fauna nearby such as the coral growing near the mouth of the cave seemed sharper and elongated, like claws.

 
Venturing into the wide mouth of cave, the atmosphere was quiet and sombre. mournful almost, at the end of the cave there was a large opening with two notable features. One gargantuan skeleton of a dragon, and an opening in the cavern ceiling big enough for a medium creature to fit through with light pouring through. This was the first time Marilia saw the remains of a creature of this size. as terrifying as this creature would of been in life, it is now peaceful and magical, breath-taking. This was the first time Marilia felt such wonder and possibility, looking at this skeleton felt like looking at the pink and orange horizon as the sun rises from the sea.

 
Approaching this skeleton she was so enamoured that she did not go home that night, she spent countless hours looking, Searching, Prodding at this skeleton and the cavern and surrounding area that the only thing that pulled her out her trance was the sudden darkness and the golden light from the setting sun. But she wasn't done. she needed more time, and by the time she decided to go back home it got dark, so that decided for her then, she cant go home, what if there's dangers lurking in the dark. Can't be helped, she'll have to sleep there. curling up to the dragons tail she got comfortable in the swirl of the tail, it looks like he died laying down the be in this position. Using her sachet as a pillow she drifted off to sleep, that night she had the strangest dreams, filled with wonderous stories of dragons and heroism, almost sounded like the story books that her hand maid used to read to her at night. After today all she could think of was dragons after all, not surprising that she dreamt of those story books, warped or not by her mind.

 
in the coming weeks she kept visiting, making this feel like her new home, if she had something to hide she would hide it in this cavern, is there something she liked she brought it here, and she started spending more and more time here. On one of her visit where she would sleep here again she felt a presence here. She always felt it but it was so fain that she dismissed it. tonight it felt like someone was observing her closely, but despite her thorough serch she could not find anything. in her dreams