A clear sky

=Prologue=
Two dragons were sitting in the rain, their scales shimmering with droplets as they waited in the bleak, misty atmosphere. The thunder rumbled softly in the distance, and the lightning flickered intermittently, casting brief, eerie shadows across the rocky terrain. Their breaths formed small clouds of steam that mingled with the rain.
"Your majesty, if I may," said one of the dragons, his voice tinged with a nervous edge, "I'm not sure we should be out here. Who did you say we were meeting again?" He shifted uneasily, his wings folded tightly against his sides to shield them from the downpour. Queen Ruby, her scales a darker red that blended in well with the dreary landscape, gazed thoughtfully into the distance. The mountainous expanse before them was cloaked in fog, making it hard to discern much beyond a few dozen feet. “Someone important,” she replied, her tone measured but betraying a hint of frustration.
Ruby’s eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of the dragon they were expecting. The minutes stretched into hours, and each passing moment heightened her unease. The rain continued to fall relentlessly, and the chill in the air seemed to seep into her very bones. Where is she? Ruby thought anxiously. The dragon they were waiting for should have arrived by now, but some unknown delay had kept them waiting far longer than anticipated.
As she pondered the situation, the sound of approaching wings broke through her thoughts. Ruby’s attention snapped to the east as a dark shape emerged through the haze. The silhouette of another dragon grew clearer, moving steadily towards them through the rain.
“Queen Ruby!” came a voice, slightly out of breath but laced with a note of apology. The newcomer, a dragon with shimmering orange scales, landed gracefully on the far edge of the cliffside, her wings folding neatly behind her. “Sorry for the holdup. I… got distracted. But, here’s the thing you wanted.” She extended a talon, holding out a small, weathered sack.
Ruby stepped forward, her curiosity piqued despite the rain still pouring down. She accepted the sack with a nod of gratitude and carefully untied it. Inside, nestled among a few layers of cloth, were several objects of significant importance—each one meticulously crafted and imbued with magic. Ruby’s eyes narrowed as she inspected the contents, her mind already racing with the implications of their presence.
After a moment of scrutinizing the items, Ruby closed the bag with a satisfied nod. “Thank you, Canary,” she said, her voice carrying a note of genuine appreciation. Canary, still dripping from the rain, offered a relieved smile and a slight bow before stepping back, giving Ruby space. The queen's gaze returned to the misty mountains, a sense of determination settling over her. The storm outside mirrored the tumult within, but with the delivery complete, the next steps in their mission were now clear.
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