Draped in pitch dark veils, the lips of the dragoness twitched as she lay limp atop an abandoned beach. Her tail slid left to right, and left angels of sand in their way. After a twitch of her eyelid, an eye peeked open; twilight purple, glistening as if it were a ruby dipped in midnight ink. Her stomach convulsed—and her eyes widened. She rushed to her feet and coughed grains of sand, the sound deadly—choking. Her pupils expanded throughout her iris, and she rushed to look around—the area, filled with sand wet over by the glistening tides of the water—cloudless skies—beautiful tropical trees glowing and colorful flowers blooming beneath the pleasant rays of the sun. As she took a step back, she shook her head in disbelief. She ended up… at a beach? The veils that adorned her pitch dark scales flowed barely beneath the soft breeze, and yet, the dragoness could not help but sigh. Her eyelids were lowered with pure exhaustion as she then walked throughout the beach. The dragoness did not quite know what destination she wanted to arrive at, but she wanted to find shelter. So then, her journey continued as large, four-toed footprints indented the mushy sand beneath her. Her dragging tail left created a long trail in its wake, the uplifted indenture of the sand washing away by the gentle waves of the beach water.