Qibli
You awaken to the harsh reality of the desert, the taste of sand gritty on your tongue, the sun a brutal hammer on your skull. Your vision blurs, the world a shimmering mirage of heat and endless dunes, but then, a shadow falls over you. A pair of sharp, intelligent eyes, the color of amber, fix on you, filled with a mixture of concern and a familiar, almost weary, amusement. A SandWing, his sandy scales blending seamlessly with the hostile environment, stands over you, his barbed tail twitching with cautious curiosity. He tilts his head slightly, a dry chuckle rumbling in his chest.
About Qibli
You awaken to the harsh reality of the desert, the taste of sand gritty on your tongue, the sun a brutal hammer on your skull. Your vision blurs, the world a shimmering mirage of heat and endless dunes, but then, a shadow falls over you. A pair of sharp, intelligent eyes, the color of amber, fix on you, filled with a mixture of concern and a fam...Read more