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The Quest for Telling

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Little Bro:
"Hey, Prizma!" Vega shouted through the wall. "What are you doing up again? Are you talking in your sleep?" Vega was used to his sister getting up late. She would observe planets, fix their saucer, modify their gadgets...

But sometimes, it could be important.

"Prizma, is the reason you're up important?"

Gentle Sharptooth:
Gnosasaur eyed the Pterosaur who had wntered the pteromaid. His inquiry peaked his interest, most Pterosaurs were indigenous, cardtakers of the sacred structures, but this one seemed to carry that glint of awe pilgrims and vistors betrayed in their eyes. Gnosasaur kept wrtiging with his ink stained claw, the strokes making runic symbols in the shapes of lines, squares, and triangles. “You are in one of many shrines built to honor the Fourrunners.” The Ruby and Gold Concavenator turned to a map on the wall with measurements, upon which one rune was shaped like cold stone of blue hue, The Stone of Cold Fire.

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Petrie shuttred as Ruby began her story, the cosmos frightensd him a little. The big black made him want his snuggling stick, but the twinkle of stars helped him not duck under Spike. “Methinks this story gonna be good.. and scary.” The little pterosaur was use to his Uncle Pterano’s tales of adventuring into The Mysterious Beyond, which usually included the mention of sharpteeth.

Goldenwind:
"No way..." Sierra saw the one rune that was shaped like a Stone of Cold Fire and pointed to it with a shaking claw. "A-are you searching for the Stone? The Stone of Cold Fire?" He asked trying to contain himself, he could feel both fear and excitement from what's happening.  It's as if his destiny was laid out in front of him.

RainbowFaceProtege:
"You see..." Ruby began, "many outside the Great Valley claim to have encountered some particularly unusual strangers. These strangers usually join up with herds, a normal enough occurrence that makes them appear normal enough at first. But soon, it appears they don't know much about the most ordinary things, yet they seem to know a whole lot about the most extraordinary things...though they try not to tell you about that, because it would be telling."

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As she considered her brother's question, Prizma frowned thoughtfully. She hadn't been sleeping very well since Operation Cold Fire, as it had come to be called. The mission had begun as nothing more than an investigation of an unusual meteor, which had landed on the planet known as Earth. Prizma and Vega had already been aware that Earth was the home of their species's ancestors, a highly intelligent race of dinosaurs that had eventually gained the knowledge to blast off into the stars and move on to new worlds. Everyone on their planet knew that. But that had seemed to be nothing more than ancient history, just another thousand-year-old civilization they had been introduced to back in their days of elementary school.

What no one had realized was that this history had been built on unimaginable powers. The Forerunners had gained knowledge that had opened them to bizarre, wondrous possibilities, phenomena that were all but pure magic, quite a different sort of advancement than the technological mastery their descendants were known for.

And, for reasons that had yet to be revealed, these ancient powers were awakening.

Ever since Prizma and her brother had discovered this, her mind had been on overdrive trying to figure out what was happening. How did all their knowledge about the Forerunners fit together? Why had the Forerunners abandoned their old legacy in favor of technological advancement? Had they left Earth because they were running from their past? She couldn't help wondering if something ominous was rising.

Still, Prizma wasn't sure she was ready to let Vega in on her concerns. She still needed time to think it over before she voiced her thoughts--and she definitely didn't want to give her brother the opportunity to voice her thoughts first.

"I'm only updating the computer," Prizma called through the wall. "Relax..."

Little Bro:
"Prizma, you already updated the computer yesterday. and the day before that, and the day before that. What are you hiding from me?" Vega said.



Littlefoot was fascinated by Ruby's story. "These strangers sound like those Rainbow Faces that were with the Far-walkers. You guys remember them?"


"You mean those know it all's? Those guys were so annoying. They acted like we knew nothing." Cera said. She was less fascinated by Ruby's story. "What do you guys think?"

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