Cloud Strife Drawing Novels & Stories

Rozi already knew most of what the drawings meant now that her memories from her last visit over a thousand years ago had returned. After some time, Padraig asked, "What do the drawings say, sir? We can't understand any of it." After a brief pause, Adrain explained, "It depicts the Creator killing countless lives a long, long time ago, and how he destroyed entire regions with tsunamis, earthquakes, landslides, typhoons, and even crustal movements. The more casualties there were, the more families were broken. The sky was filled with dark smoke, blotting out the sun that shone down on us tiny humans."

To the north, the clouds burned in a horrifying sea of blood-red dragon-fire as the gargantuan celestial war-cruiser, the Red Sovereign, descended through the mesosphere. Down on the frozen surface, a blinding dome of white-gold frost-fire surged upward from the high towers of the Frost-Spire Citadel. Clara stood atop the central spire, her long dark hair whipping violently in the arctic gale. Her robes, embroidered with silver, fluttered as she poured the full, unfettered power of the Dragon Core through her veins, throwing an impenetrable divine barrier over the whole stronghold. Below her shield, thousands of vanguard warriors from the Fifty Packs stood shoulder-to-shoulder alongside Comm