Inspecting

Solast flew close to the storm of dark, from up close, it appeared much less rapid and tumultuous, like a fog slowly approaching, but the senses of a dragon were not easily deceived, there was an incongruity, the storm was deeper within, and yet, from a great distance, it was more easily perceived than the veil of calm fog.

The sun dragon had brought along some of his brethren, for the moment, they passively watched it, expecting the usual hail of projectiles coming from an unknown location, inside this dense smoke, things were not as they should be, having managed to convinced dragon with influence over primordial aspects of this world to come along on some of his many ventures, Solast had come to learn that time and space were distorted within, or rather, forced into complete silence, that was the word used, concepts were muffled and even though they could go in and out without suffering from problems.