Then you notice that the person you are talking to is a woman,
Bleached Blonde hair with a hand with a large jade ring on her hand.
She reaches up and touches her hair, as if making sure it was covering
her face.
" Why aren't you showing your face?" you ask.
"Mmmm," she mumbles.
"Please, oh please show"
"No, No, um, No."
"Why not?"
"Mmmm," she mumbles again.
"Now,NOW!!!I would like to see the woman who saved me!!!"
"Mmmmm," she mumbles once again.
Then, she turn to you pulls her hair away and...
You take the hand, just dodging the second spit of fire. The hand
feels warm and smooth. Then you feel yourself land on what seems to be
a pillow. It is not though.
" What is this that I'm sitting on?" You ask.
" Tis a cloud, a strong one."
"must be, to hold us up." you say.