The world she was in now was... bare. That was the most that came to her mind right away. No strong memories to fill spots, no special desires or ambitions. Just... space to fill.
Now, Liz was not a dumb dragon by any means. She was clever in the few maths she had learned, read and wrote, could speak Lowlands and Uppercourt fluently. She just... had no need for a built up world of her own. Dreams were fading, the world was not. In fact, the only significant thing around was a small, nearly empty book bound in blue leather. It sat on the floor, however she knew that. Everything seemed white like before, but not as empty. Like a massive room instead of the open sky. "Well, this is boring." She remarked.