Chapter Twenty Eight: Oxford Blue

In the Peaceful Enclosure of District Numbered Nine in Southern California (or used to be California, the Golden State), the inhabitants are still looking for signs as to adequately define with precision if any harm or threat is present outside of the said enclosures, until Sandy Creole, a former representative of the State's lower house, has felt a certain kind of aura being emitted from the outside of their impenetrable walls.

She was definitely feeling a strange phenonenon.

"I feel that . . . I feel a strange form of energy, coming to me like a significant whiff of power from the cold air. It was calling me in a certain way that is both strongly and faintly, if ever such thing exists. I am pretty sure that this is a kind of aura," she said to alert her fellow residents.

"What is it Sandy?" one of the leaders of District Nine asked her. "Is there a form of threat out there that we needed to know about?"

Sandy looked at the enclosures in all directions, as if following or tracing the movement of the creatures outside. "No, not actually a threat, but I feel an aura. An oxford blue, specifically," she stated with confidence.

"An oxford blue? What does that supposed to mean?"

Everybody became serious now, and they all begin to huddle around her. They are all waiting for an explanation, in case the oxford blue ends up being a credible threat to the integrity of the Enclosures and to the unknown fragility imposed upon their lives.

"It is a form of aura that uses the hue of blue to mythically dye and help recognize all things invisible that are lurking around in all vulnerable spaces. It is a very useful tool when used properly, especially by a qualified person that is physically present in the vicinity in question," she said.

"And you have this ability?"

"Yes. Yes, I do. But I cannot explain about how I acquired it for now."

"Okay, that we will ask for later. But what is the message of the oxford blue as you currently see it?" one of the District leaders asked.

Sandy took a deep breath before replying. "I am not one hundred percent sure for now because the blue stain was not yet completed, but the vision of the aura is already clear, delivered srraight into my consciousness. The creatures outside are no ordinary creatures, but they are creatures that are very familiar to us."

"What are they, then? Speak."

"They are mythical dragons, but not the kind of dragons we are accustomed to believe by the myths and legends taught to us. These are special bred of dragons, as the aura would describe it to me. I may not be a very capable Illustrator, but these creatures are quite familiar to my knowledge and imagination," Sandy said hurriedly. Her anxiety was showing as she speaks.

"Tell us which dragons they are."

"They are large schools of very powerful waterbred dragons."

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