Our story happens in the times before the Great Mending, times where planeswalkers could still create and distort worlds with a flick of their wrists. Our scenario, Mirrodin, is a thriving plane. Life, both metallic and fleshy sprouts wherever it can. Today is colder than usual, as we focus our attention to the Tangle, the copper-y pseudo-forests of this metallic world.
The wind rushes through the sprouting razorgrass, cold, on sharp. Far away, the sound of something large moving appears to scare away small squirrel-like animals. The Tangle thrives with life and hope - each of the planet's five moons shining brightly above, illuminating the semi-green copper trees, rusted over the ages by the ocasional rains brought by the Blinkmoth. One of them is sitting right here, laying down on a razor-sharp sprout of a copper tree. It's rare to see a Blinkmoth out here in the Tangle, especially since many of them have been hunted by the Vedalken for so long. Their numbers were dim, and their terrain is usually the upper skies above all lands of Mirrodin. And yet, here is one. Sleeping so profoundly, if it could be enlarged into the size of a dog, one could definitely hear its snoring. So tiny, and special.
The Blinkmoth wakes up and flies away, alarmed by something. Dust and metallic gravel on the ground appears to tremble. Could it be an earthquake, out here in the Tangle? Maybe some large creature? A large, spherical dent forms in the metal, about 4 meters wide. Whether it was the metal being forced down with ridiculous force or the space itself being distorted, it could not be told for sure. No being in the Tangle could be doing this, that was for sure. A bright light formed in the center of the dent, scaring away any animal that was still around. A large, sleeping Vorrac woke up nearby, and looked towards the light. Getting up, the animal seemed very annoyed and disturbed, almost angry at the mysterious event. The Vorrac went away, denting small sprouting razor grass with its giant metallic hooves.
Crystal wings appeared from the light, then square-shaped horns of the same kind. The light dimmed, and the shape of a blue dragon formed in the middle of the dent. Whoever she was, she scared every smaller animal nearby away, and hopefully didn't annoy the larger ones.
"Who... Summoned me? ...Where am I?"
Another light sprouts of thin air, 8 meters away. The light, just as the previous, pushing everything away in its spherical path. This time, smaller, as it dimmed, and the shape of a hooded person could be seen taking form.
"I'm sorry Amareth." - you said, lowering your brown-colored hood.
The dragon rushed. Crystal spires sprowled around her as she flew towards you, ready to impale your fragile body a thousand times before eating whatever is left. The look on Amareth's eyes were of pure wrath, ire, and deep beneath hinted a tinge of sadness. That sadness however, were nowhere near as the one present in your face.
"I will not be imprisoned by another war, greedy human!" - Amareth yelled.
You lifted your hand, and every crystal shape with sharp edges pointed towards you appeared to cease to exist. You held Amareth into the air, and released. She fell with a sound of gems and rocks hitting on more rocks and metal, and looked back at you with the eyes of someone ready to kill.
"I'm really sorry" - You said again. This time, a tear ran down your face.
"What is the meaning of this, greedy human?"
You raised your hand, and flicked your wrist. Light engulfed both of you, leaving an enourmous dent in the Tangle. Suddently, you could feel the ground beneath your feet felt more regular, less mossy. Almost... too regular. Almost like the hexagon plates of the Glimmervoid, where you teleported both yourself and Amareth to. The light around you two spinned, and swirled. The cold winds of the Tangle were gone, now giving place to an intense heat that is forever accumulated in the reflecting metal plates of the ground.
Still holding the sphere of light above you, you flicked your hands once more, and you two started to sink beneath the ground. One meter, two meters, three meters. Stop. Not much below the surface, a cave was formed. With a movement of your arm, an entrance to the surface was formed. And with a deep breath, all the metal around the inner side of the cave disappeared, giving place to an unending world of shine. Crystals and more crystals protruded from the walls, much like the ones summoned by Amareth to murder you just a second ago. Except this time, it was you summoning them.
"I hope this doesn't make you feel too far from home."
"You insolent-!"
She was fast, almost too fast. You fell to your side, your arm bleeding as her tail nearly chopped it cleanly off.
"Please, Amareth!" You tried to regain her attention. She attacked again, this time you could defend yourself. "I swear, it wasn't my intention to bring you here!"
"What is the meaning of that, greedy human?"
"They... they forced me..."