"You'll see." Maelynn said softly, relaxing on the cart's bench, but now holding the reins tight. The horse stopped and started to throw his head, eyes wild and stamping his feet in anxiety, but the reins held him firmly still.
Suddenly, a great rumble came from above, sounding as if a volcano were exploding tons of ash and lava into the air... But this was no volcano. All shades of red, orange, blue, purple, yellow, and green flashed across the sky like a tidal wave, crashing through the clouds and blocking the suns' rays. Dragons. Not just a few... But almost like a whole migrating herd. Mae, from the look on her face, was completely intrigued by the dazzling display. Young, old, bright, and dull... All shapes and sizes and colors of dragons. A few even rested among the treetops.
"Gorgeous," She whispered, more to herself. "I never thought I'd see such a rare sight." She said with a huge grin on her face.
