Dragoncrest Cliffs Hematite

She remembered nothing prior to now. It was unlikely that she would remember now, but here she was anyway. The world around her was cold and wet, but slowly things began to improve. First, there was the sensation of warmth and dryness coming from something that Seq would later learn was the color pink. This was her mother: Portia. Of course, Seq couldn’t actually see that her mother’s tongue was pink. Instead, her brain had instantly made the connection without her even opening her tiny little eyes.

The other two things that eventually settled beside her–Opalia and Dacio–were with the colors lime green and lavender respectively. Their scents were instantly ingrained in Sequoia’s mind along with her mother and the faint scent of her father, Dio (who was just a shade darker than her sister, Opalia). A final scent and color arrived in the form of a deep, bright plum, which Sequoia would later learn was Rose.

Sustenance in the form of milk was quick to put Sequoia to sleep, and the taste of it was the last thing her tiny baby brain noted before she fell into a dreamless slumber.