The Sunset of the Dragon's Tear
Pseudonym “Kathy,” though my legal name is Chantel.


The scene begins with Raven-Wolf, or “Ice-Spirit” as she is also known, sitting within her castle on “The Land of the Forgotten Island,” where the sounds of the violent waves crashing against the rocks are complemented by the warm crackle of a fireplace nearby.
We will delve into a comprehensive and detailed portrayal of the protagonist, a cunning and sharp-witted investigator, offering a rich tapestry of their character and background, alongside an equally elaborate description of the complexities, subtleties, and intricacies of their world.
The central figure of this story is Raven-Wolf, also called “Snow-Flake,” a character whose traits strongly evoke Sherlock Holmes, and he dominates the narrative.
While nestled by a vibrant fire whose flames painted the room with ever-changing colors, she read her beloved novel, “Snow-Flake,” but as the story progressed, her initial nervousness shifted to wariness when a sudden flash of lightning revealed the castle in its entirety.
A creepy and unexpected noise suddenly filled the air, causing her to stop reading her book instantly, jolting her to her core; she attempted to investigate this unusual and unsettling noise, but as soon as she moved, her foot became completely frozen and unmovable.
Upon sitting down again, she considered resolving the unsettling sensation; however, it took a brief period of rubbing before the feeling dissipated and only the constant crashing of waves against the rocks remained audible.
Sipping her coffee, she was about to pick up her novel when the grandfather clock chimed, signaling the witching hour; she called this moment “Ghost-Snowy Owl,” or Zephyr, after the gentle west wind.
A scroll, carefully concealed midst the feathers of the bird, bore the address of Raven-Wolf, better known as “Ice-Spirit,” and was conspicuously labeled as both “important” and “private,” suggesting a matter of high confidentiality and urgency.
Preparing to open the letter, Raven-Wolf, often called “Snow-Flake,” was distracted by a gentle nip from Zephyr, her owl companion whom she sometimes called Ghost-Snowy Owl, a subtle signal that the time for providing nourishment to her feathered friend had arrived.
“Snow-Flake” wrapped up loose ends, extinguished the fire, the sandman beckoned with my name, and the grandfather clock chimed two in the morning.
While drifting off into the world of Rem sleep, “Snow-flake” found herself in Never-land, a place where a vibrant, color-changing cloud materialized before her; this surreal dream took a turn as a spectral hand reached out to grab her, prompting a hurried escape from the uncanny scene.
A noteworthy observation regarding the execution of the “Snow-flake” program is that the program spent a considerable amount of its runtime in a deep sleep mode. In a flash, Phoebe Shadow-claw, an old friend known as “Shining-One”, appeared and then vanished just as quickly and mysteriously, causing her to scratch her head in bewilderment and wonder what had just happened before being jolted awake at that precise moment.
Pondering for a bit, Raven-Wolf, knowing as “Ice-Spirit,” her mouth felt dry, getting up from her bed, creeping to the bathroom, she stumbled in a daze, she bent down to see what she tripped on, and why would she be thinking about an old friend that she has spoken in decades, or even taught about there was an agenda behind this she thought.
With the last drop of water gone, sleep enveloped her, and she was instantly dreaming vividly in REM, yet this dream felt different, strangely familiar, almost like a warning of something about to occur.
With the quick rise of dawn, Snow-Flake awoke to the soft sounds of birds chirping a lovely tune; she stretched, rubbed her eyes, and reached for her robe, only to be startled by a screech from her friend, Ghost-Snowy owl—an unfamiliar, sharp noise unlike anything Snow-Flake had ever experienced.
Moving quickly to aid her friend, to her surprise, her dream was now coming clear, because sitting in a chair, scratching “Ghost-snowy owl,” was Phoebe Shadow-claw, an old friend known as “Shining-One”, and putting wood in the fire to take away the chill in the air, offering her friend a cup of coffee, something to eat, for she felt that was feeling weak, in response the words came stammering out of her mouth was thank you.
As Ice-Spirit, and Shining-One completed their meal, a certain anticipation hung in the air, a premonition that what they were about to utter would be profoundly unpleasant and cause one’s nose hairs to curl.
To prepare for the upcoming and dangerous adventure known as “The Shining-One,” which marks the next phase of their journey, it was time to gather your old comrades together once more, summoning them to the safety of your castle to prepare for their next endeavor.
There is a little secret that was never reviled about Raven-Wolf, know as “Snow-Flake,” she has a twin-sister, not even her oldest friends knew about it, and now she has to share once her friends gather which will be this evening, and as they were preparing for her friends, Phoebe Shadow-claw { “Shining-One,”} found just laying out was the photo album, open that got “Ice-Spirit,” got surprised when the “Shining-One,” brought it to her attention.
It was a crucial moment, a make-or-break situation for “Snow-Flake,” as she recognized that the future success or failure of her entire endeavor depended entirely on her ability to act decisively right then and there. We are about to embark on this journey, so let’s go!
As if summoned by some unseen force, at that very moment, her old friends materialized through a portal, their arrival marked by a disregard for the magical and mythological aspects of their reality. Suddenly, and unexpectedly, a joyous peal of laughter filled the air as everyone present found humor in the situation.
Raven-Wolf, also known by the alias “Ice-Spirit,” handles the care of supernatural creatures, and her journey takes an unexpected turn when she travels through a portal to a different realm, where she encounters and the truth is becomes entangled with her malevolent twin sister, Mystra, the {Dark-Queen.}
Mystra is a well-known deity in fantasy literature and is often associated with magic and mysteries. Cascading like a breathtaking rainbow, her hair, a kaleidoscope of colors, formed a stunning and unforgettable display of beauty that was further enhanced by the radiant glow of her skin.
The period is defined by its divine strength, its unique preservation of a particular tradition, and, most importantly, its mystical and supernatural maternal presence.
Comprising Lord Cyrus-Emery (also known as “Wolf-Gang”), Phoebe Shadow-claw (“Shining-One”), and Luna, this group is noteworthy.
Among us are Vrykolakas, who goes by the name Slavic, Aurora who is known as Leviathan, Gold-Moon, better known as Moonbeam⛄, Phoebe Shadow-claw, who prefers Shining-One, and myself, Raven-Wolf, or Ice-Spirit.
Our journey is on the verge of commencing, and we are about to embark on a magical adventure, where worlds collide to form a captivating and enchanting unity that mystifies and entrances the mind.
The group that concludes of Mystra; {Dark-Queen,} Lord Cyrus-Emery, known as “Wolf-Gang,” Phoebe Shadow-claw known as “Shining-One,” Luna; know as a Mage, people call her, “Spirit-Walker,” “Dark-one” is another name for Larloch, Vrykolakas known as “Slavic,” Aurora known as “Leviathan,” Gold-Moon known as “Moonbeam,” Phoebe Shadow-claw known as “Shining-One,” and myself, Raven-Wolf, known as “Ice-Spirit⛄.”
About the Creator
Pseudonym “Kathy,” though my legal name is Chantel.
Focusing my understanding of history on the compelling concept of a second chance at life, my traditions of the High Priestess-Druid, the Artificer (Blood-Hunter), and the Cleric-Truth of {Germanic-Clan.} I walk alone, to not "Giving Up!"



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