The creature was sinking in the water,

  unconscious, her body slowly drifting toward the bottom.

  The water felt heavy, filling her chest and pulling her deeper and deeper.

  Suddenly, a faint voice rose from the depths.

  It was clear, yet strange.

  It said,

  “Wake up…”

  The creature opened her eyes at once.

  Water rushed into her mouth, and she coughed violently, moving in panic as she tried to swim upward.

  Her body moved on its own, as if something were pushing her.

  Moments later, she broke through the surface and reached the shore.

  At that same moment, the small dragon was unconscious, hanging from the branch of a large tree, his small body barely holding on.

  From within the tree itself, the same voice echoed.

  It said,

  “Wake up…”

  The dragon opened his eyes quickly and clutched the trunk tightly before he could fall.

  At the same moment, both of them lifted their heads and froze.

  The sky had become a single colour,

  a bright, clear blue.

  Calm and comforting.

  The air was gentle, carrying a soft breeze.

  The trees were thick and green, with white flowers scattered among them, and the land was teeming with life.

  There was no danger.

  No darkness.

  No shaking.

  Only a strange beauty, as if the planet wanted to show itself.

  The creature looked around in awe, her eyes shining.

  Everything felt perfect.

  She had never seen a view like this before.

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  A strange sense of calm washed over her, as if her heart had settled without reason.

  Elsewhere, the dragon was looking at the same scene.

  He said nothing, yet something inside him shifted.

  It felt as if the place itself was breathing,

  and as if the voice that woke them had not been a threat…

  but an invitation.

  The creature began looking around for the dragon.

  He was no longer there.

  She turned left and right, searching between the trees, but saw nothing.

  Worry crept into her chest.

  She called softly,

  “Dragon? Where are you?”

  There was no answer.

  She raised her voice slightly.

  “Dragon… where did you go?”

  She began walking slowly through the trees, looking around and calling his name again and again.

  She thought he must be close, but the place felt larger than she expected.

  She suddenly stopped.

  She heard a faint rustling in the grass.

  Her body tensed, and her breathing quickened.

  She said cautiously,

  “Who’s there?”

  For a moment, she thought it was him, the red dragon hiding there.

  But the grass moved again.

  Then a dragon stepped out.

  He was not red.

  He was yellow.

  The creature froze, staring at him in shock.

  She said,

  “Another dragon?”

  Then asked,

  “What are you doing here?”

  The yellow dragon stood still, clearly confused.

  Yet in his eyes, there was something else.

  A small sense of relief.

  A quiet happiness at finally seeing someone.

  He said hesitantly,

  “When the wind grew strong, it threw me far away.”

  He paused, then continued,

  “I fell onto the grass here, and after that, I lost consciousness.”

  He looked at her and added,

  “I woke up alone. I don’t remember how I came to this place.”

  The creature stayed silent.

  Inside her thoughts, she said,

  That means he was thrown into the air, just like us.

  She lifted her gaze and asked,

  “Do you remember anything else?”

  He shook his head slowly.

  “No, but...”

  He hesitated, then said,

  “You are the first being I’ve met on this planet.”

  A short silence settled between them.

  Then he spoke softly,

  “I thought I was alone. That’s why… I’m glad I met someone.”

  She looked at him and replied quietly,

  “Me too.”

  They exchanged glances.

  They were different, yet the feeling was the same.

  Lost.

  Alone.

  On this strange planet.

  Elsewhere,

  The red dragon lay stretched across the branch of a large tree.

  His small body rested uneasily, yet he did not move.

  He looked at the scene around him, the calm, the silence, the endless sky above.

  He tried to use this quiet moment to stay still and simply observe.

  Maybe, if he stayed calm, he would remember.

  But the feeling of being lost never left him.

  He did not know who he was, where he came from, or how he had reached this planet.

  He tried to recall any memory, any image, any sound from the past.

  But his mind remained empty.

  He breathed slowly and continued staring at the sky.

  Suddenly, the branch beneath him shifted, and the tree began to shake.

  The dragon’s eyes widened, and he grabbed the branch tightly before he could fall.

  His heart stopped for a moment.

  Would it happen again?

  Would the sky change?

  Would he be thrown into the air once more?

  He looked around quickly.

  The sky was the same.

  The ground was still.

  The air was calm.

  Everything was normal.

  Except the tree.

  He stared at it in confusion, then carefully climbed down until his feet touched the ground.

  Standing before it, he lifted his head.

  He paused, then kicked the trunk with his small feet and said,

  “What’s wrong with you? Why are you shaking? You almost made me fall!”

  At that very moment, a fruit dropped from above and struck his head.

  He stumbled back, placing a hand on his head, then looked up at the tree again and said,

  “Hey… that’s not fair. I didn’t do anything to you.”

  He paused, then added,

  “You’re a strange tree…”

  He waited, staring at it, but the tree stopped moving and grew still.

  Silence returned.

  The dragon stood there alone, beneath a quiet tree,

  In a world he still knew nothing about.