[I ask that no outside interferences, from outside forces, or universal/multiversal forces are made, atleast not yet. This is a roleplay that develops internally and then spreads to the beyonder. So I ask that if you wish to join, join as another one of the Apprentices such as I, in the large temple of Xiang-Hou. If you have any questions PM me. Also excuse me for using this strange form of story telling (to some), but this is a form I wish to experiment with. If you have a problem with it, let me know, and I can change it.]
My body loosened, weight settling into the ground, my arms held out in front of me. My eyes seemed to lose their focus, yet they were starring at the gray space ahead that presented itself. Nothing seemed to be happening, and then I realized my hands were gradually rising, the left leading the right. My body shifted, the weight moving from the left to the right. Everything as slow as the sun moving across the sky. There was something familiar about this guiding force. I didn't focus on too hard on it but suddenly discovered that it was some variation of the Rat Dragon Second sequence I had performed for my master to gain entry into the temples.
And then, for once glorious moment, I felt the change of Lin and Gan flow through my body. It was a gentle rocking that moved from my crown to my toes as though my whole body was one deep sigh. All the pain and stiffness was gone. And underneath it all was the faint whispering presence, the shadow heartbeat that I could not quite reach. Within the harmony of my slow movements, I knew I could bring that presence into me. I started to draw it closer, gradually bringing it forth from the spiritual resonance that it resided within.
A line of light flared suddenly in my mind-sight. Cracking energy sheared across my skin. Red flashed through the room too large to have. Through the mirror before me, the brilliant colors rushed past the glass in a river of fire, then suddenly stopped. I finally recognized the shapes: a graceful length of muzzle and curve of a nostril. Twice the size of a abnormally large dragon. Then I saw an eye, as large and round as a cart wheel, staring at me from the glass.
Another dragon.
The image moved again, dizzying turn of red and yellow that ended in a reflection of two horns arching over a thick main that shimmer with gold and bronze. The dragon filled the entire reflection, blotting out any sight of the large practice room. The air thickened with heat; I heard the slide of a huge weight. On either side of me, deep grooves appeared in the sand. Reaching out blindly, I brushed soft ridged scales and snatched back my hand. The rich sweetness of cinnamon was on my tongue a moment before I felt hot breath on my ebony hair. I looked at the mirror and saw myself standing between the beast's forelegs, a tiny red figure almost lost against the bright crimson of the deep chest. The broad muzzle was hanging above my head, the fang only a fingertip away. I spun around.
Curved over me was the real dragon. I could see him. The shift of the heavy muscles. The delicate pattern of the scalloped scales. The sheen of the gold-tinged pearl held beneath his chin. He ducked his head, bringing his eyes closer, the ancient gaze pulling me into light and dark, sun and moon, Lin and Gan. He was birth and death. He was Hua.
He was the Celestial Dragon. The Lost Dragon.
The great head lifted, offering me the pearl. Offering me his power. I raised my hands, hesitating as the depe thrum of energy pulsed from the gem. So much raw Hua, what would it do with me?
A soft huff of spicy breath touched my face, then the pearl was pressing hard against my palms. It was warm with the body heat, the surface flaring with the gold-edged flame that flicked my skin in silky stings. I heard a rumbling acknowledgment from outside the room. They could see him, too. They could see the Celestial Dragon, choosing me, Matsuro, the failure.
Then the deep murmur changed into shouts. Above me the Celestial Dragon crooned, and I felt somehting shift through my being, like a whisper at the edge of my senses. Something important. I laid my ear against the pearl and held my breath, straining to hear. For a moment sound surged closer, pushing up against a dark resistance. I caught a soft lilt with no form, no meaning, and then it faded away like the very end of a sigh. I spread my fingers across the hard, velvety surface, a silent plea to let me try again. But it was gone.
The pearl moved under my hands, as the dragon lifted his head. He called for me, a piercing shriek that coursed through my body, searching for my core. There was nowhere to hide from the silver rush of energy. It stripped my soul bare, peeling back the shell of Matsuro. Finding me.
My hands fused with the pulsing power of the pearl. I screamed, trying to drown out the name of the dragon which pressed into my head. The shrill cry of the dragon joining that of mines equaled out, shattering the glass and ear drums of all present. The weight of the dragon's desire pressed the pearl closer. I pushed harder against the pearl, the power shimmering along the surface of my hands and arms. Then I threw my body backward. For a second all I felt was the tearing pain, then my hands ripping free and I was falling again. Falling into the blackness that gaped with loss and loneliness.
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