Trapped on a Ship
Rue sat in the middle of the small metal room. For the thousandth time his silver colored eyes moved slowly over the incantations on the walls. There were scratches and scorch marks. The glass across the way was cracked. However it held as the magic and incantations that were used made it a barrier they were not able to get passed.
"If we were just a little stronger." Rue commented out loud speaking to his dragon Nexus. Nexus was smaller than his true size. His true size would not fit in this room, the dragon was curled slightly behind Rue and cracked open one gold eye. His body was a pure white with claws and spikes that were a gold color. He was quite unique, a dragon from the time of Atlantis and gods. A time where so many creatures existed and then the darkness came. It always came, didn't it?