When Terracotta first opened her eyes, she blinked up at two loving, happy faces shining with adoration above her—Her mother and father. She knew immediately that she was theirs...and that they were hers. This was the beginning. Her beginning. She could feel the tingle of excitement in her talons, and she wanted to walk, to fly--to touch the moons shining bright above her. She reached out with her tiny, clawed talon to feel the cool breeze...
And then, like a burst of sudden wind, she was hit with a vision.
Her mother crying over a grave.
Her father screaming in pain, clutching his arm.
A dragonet hatching out of an egg, tumbling to the ground.
A dragon's life being snatched away by quick black talons.
And a cool breeze drifting through the leaves of an abandoned tree.
Terracotta had no idea what these images meant, nor could she put them into words. She cried out at the unfairness of it all, wanting to discover, to teach, to learn-- but she knew she couldn't. Not yet, at least. She was, after all, just a newly-hatched dragonet who had no control over her destiny, or her future—only the gifted eyes of prophecy.
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The Eyes of Prophecy
FanfictionDeep within the Rainforest Kingdom, a young RainWing seer must learn to navigate her unique life and control her visions...before it's too late, and all is lost.
