"Yes... and no." Adora starts unhelpfully, but hurries to continue. "Mostly no. I've traveled a lot around the planet, and nothing here looks familiar. But I haven't been everywhere, so I can't rule out this being another Beast Island, or the remnants of some lost kingdom."
Even the dragon skeleton adds an uncomfortable element — between the stories of Mara's dragon a thousand years before, and the giant skeletons littering Beast Island and the Crimson Wastes, it lends credence to this being more than a coincidence. Still, she has one mostly persuasive counterargument.
"Etheria has twelve moons, though. And I mean, I haven't had much time to look at the sky between everything else, but there definitely aren't that many here. So... I don't think this is our past. And I hope it isn't our future, either. Uh, no offense, ma'am."
Hope, because it's better than the alternative; she'd rather distance separating herself and her friends than years, decades, centuries, or the bending of time itself. The last time their reality tore itself apart, it took a great sacrifice to fix, and she wasn't alone like she is now.
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Even the dragon skeleton adds an uncomfortable element — between the stories of Mara's dragon a thousand years before, and the giant skeletons littering Beast Island and the Crimson Wastes, it lends credence to this being more than a coincidence. Still, she has one mostly persuasive counterargument.
"Etheria has twelve moons, though. And I mean, I haven't had much time to look at the sky between everything else, but there definitely aren't that many here. So... I don't think this is our past. And I hope it isn't our future, either. Uh, no offense, ma'am."
Hope, because it's better than the alternative; she'd rather distance separating herself and her friends than years, decades, centuries, or the bending of time itself. The last time their reality tore itself apart, it took a great sacrifice to fix, and she wasn't alone like she is now.