The Obelisk

-Chapter 6-

Two days ago, Forest snuck out.

Before his family woke up. He had climbed to the high caves where the basilisk found him, and just kept going up.

He climbed and climbed and squeezed through tight gaps in the stone walls. He ran into a few startled, lost dinosaurs along the way, but they didn’t stick around long enough to talk.

Forest was now panting, climbing around a small underground river. Sharp stalagmites and stalactites scraped against his scales, and he pushed passed them.

This cave could go on forever. What if there isn’t really an outside world? He’d never gone to the surface, but he had heard the stories. Was it really real?

More hours passed, and Forest feared he’d never find his way back again. There must have been some way out…

Something above him brushed over his head. He wrinkled his snout. What the—

Swwwiishhhhhhiishwwwwiish…

Whhhheeeewshhhh…

Was that… wind?

Forest lifted his head, tasting the air with his tongue. He tipped his head to the side, feeling the currents. He only felt wind once, when him and his sisters had felt a large bat fly over them. But this was nothing like wing beats. This was so… forceful.

Forest climbed higher, following where the wind came from. Soon he found it.

A small gap in the wall. Covered in moss and half filled with climbing ivy, sharp gusts of air blasting him in the face. New smells flooded his nose, potent smells like salt water and carcass stench. Some of it he couldn’t decipher… smells so sweet he gasped at the feeling.

Forest clawed at the vines, pulling away the greenery. He gouged out loose rocks and stalagmites until the gap was large enough for him to fit through.

Forest squished through, his tail accidentally thumping the hole. He pushed through and stumbled out.

Woah.