User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-7562999-20151110152603

Strongheart sits on the beach outside of his mansion and sighs. Theseus lays next to him in the pure white sand. Strongheart just looks out at the ocean, his eyes misting up. He could use a drink right about now...

Goldenheart wakes to find herself in an exact replica of the Badlands. She begins to panic, thinking that maybe she is still trapped in that terrible environment. The wind blows through the barren landscape, buffeting Goldenheart and blowing her lose mane into her face. The wind picks up until it begins to kick up a dust devil. The tornado of dust seems to be heading Goldenheart's way. The mare backs away from the spinning vortex, and begins to take flee from the storm. Just then, the wind dies and the tornado falls apart. Standing where it was, is a figure in a navy blue hood. The figure begins to speak, it's voice is rough, yet soothing. "Hello Goldenheart. I knew I would find you eventually."

Goldenheart leans away from the figure, fearing that this a trick of Abbadon. "Who are you?"

The figure laughs. "Your father never spoke of his old friend? How strange of him...No matter. I am The Sensei."

Goldenheart scoffs. "That cannot be your name."

"Well, if I told you my name, it would be impossible to pronounce. I am not of this world, Goldenheart. I am an immortal whom has walked the cosmos for eons. So long as I teach those who wish to be taught; I remain."

Goldenheart just looks at The Sensei in awe. "Okay, that question was answered at least. One of thousands. Why are you here? Why did you come to me?"

"Your subconscious called to me. Part of you wants to find answers in this strange world. You are disgruntled and angry that you cannot understand this world correctly."

Goldenheart sneers. "Of course I can understand this world. I can...I can..."

The Sensei just nods, as if he understands the situation completely. "No, you can't. You need a mentor. Your father nor your mother are up to the task."

"I can go through life without a mentor! I can live a perfectly normal life."

The Sensei remains still as a statue. "Are you trying to convince me, or yourself? You don't want to be a hero or a villain or anything in between. You just want to settle down, find the mare of your dream, and maybe have a child or two."

Goldenheart falls to her knees and begins to sob. "Y-yes...Th-that's a-all I w-want...Wh-why c-can't that be my l-life? Why!?"

The Sensei sighs. "We do not choose our ultimate destiny, Goldenheart. We are born into the sins and virtues of our parents. We have to carry the weight and mistakes of previous generations. Life isn't fair, Goldenheart. It never will be. The moment you think you have it figured out; it drops another twist on you. I can help you understand it, daughter of light and dark. I can help you find peace of mind. I can teach you how to control the power that you can barely control. I can help you. First, you must find me."

Goldenheart sniffles weakly. "How? How can I find you?"

The Sensei begins to fade away. "You will know how to find me. Start your search to the north of your home city. Your soul will guide you from there. Good luck and godspeed, Goldenheart."

The Sensei completely fades away, and Goldenheart is left alone to her thoughts.

Hawkwing finally stands. "I'm ready to go again."

Thunder sits out on the cloud layer, watching the bank of clouds that is rolling over Maretropolis. The cloud no longer is colored a dark grey. It is streaked with white, green, red, and black. Thunder closes her eyes and inhales...

A voice, Thunder's voice sounds in Flashfire's mind. "Have you found the Dragon yet, dragoness?"