<span style="color: #40BF00">Clara found herself in a small room where the was a  single chair and oil lamp on the ground. There were no doors or windows and no matter how many times she pounded on the walls or searched for a seam somewhere there was still no way out at all, "Artimer." She whispered quietly as a soft tear fell down her cheek, "Artimer? You mean that stuffy righteous dragon?" Clara whirled around quickly with her hands balled into fists ready to fight, "Who's there!?"<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Who's there? Who's there!?" </span>A female voice cackled madly and then suddenly it stopped, "I'm you." the voice purred making Clara's skin crawl as a figure made of black tar suddenly formed in the darkest corner.<br/>"What are you talking about? I'm right here and you are not me!"<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Oh, but I am dear Limwen."</span> <br/>"H-how did you know my name?" Clara took a step back in fright not understanding this at all as the creature walked towards her slowly. The fire flickered from orange red to a dark purple as the creature stroked a finger lightly down her faces, <span style="font-style: italic">"Because I am you." </span>She purred as she know had Clara pinned against the wall with her lips slowly moving closer to Clara's own, "Clairissa!" The sound of Artimer's voice made her shove the creature away from herself, "Artimer!" She called out but she did not hear him again after that, <span style="font-style: italic">"Persistant little lizard."</span> She hissed, <span style="font-style: italic">"I will be back Limwen." </span>The creature purred as it dissolved into nothing again, "Wait! Let me out of here god dammit!" Clara pounded her fists into the ground but it did nothing at all, "Artimer," She cried out as her tears fell onto her hands, "I need you. Help me."</span><br/><br/>On the outside of Clara's inner struggle Erdolliel had been enjoying toying with the little snake bitch until the lizard invaded her mind. She heard her name being called and tensed in irritation as her eyes moved to look at the dragon. Clara's eyes were filled with confusion, "Artimer?" She whispered pathetically as her eyes started to fade to black and her olive skin took on a gray hue. Her blond hair turned to a bright crimson red and her nails grew hard and sharp. Her teeth became slightly sharper and her ears became pointed, "Ah, yes Artimer. My dragon and a very persistent one at that."<br/><br/>She stood up straight and looked at her nails, "Ah, it has been a very long time since I have looked like this and I suppose I have you to thank for it. Clairissa is such a little goody two shoes isn't she?" She looked up at the dragon and lightly reached out to him, "But me on the other hand. I could show you real pleasure that Clairy dear would never even dream of doing. We could be great together you and I." She whispered as her hand lightly brushed over the scales on his nose, "Just accept me and forget about Limwen."