This will start the picture references....when I can. The art belongs to RhynoBullRaq via Deviantart.
Lets just say that someone dying was my highlight of the day.
It started last week; started like any other day: Putting on my wrist cuff, washing my hands near the stream, and going to work. Asha comes over, a smile plastered on her face. So far, my decision to cure her of her illness has not blown up yet.
"Hello, Shockwave!" She sings. "How are you today?" I grin at her.
"You seem to be doing well."
She jumps around, feeling elated. "I just got the task of rasing the dragonets!"
It takes me a second for that to register. Then a smile slowly spreads across my face. "Thats great!" I yelp. I laugh, as I twirl her around. "Who told you?"
She's crying tears of joy, and as I wipe them off, see says "A NightWing named Morrowseer!"
As soon as she says that name, I immediately get a headache. I shake my head, as I look at her, grinning. "Something tells me you'll be a great guardian."
Asha smiles, and chirps. "I'll see you later! I need to get ready for next week!" She goes out, as I look around.
I gulp, as the headache returns. "Morrowseer? Why does that seem so familliar?" I fidget with my wristband, as I walk to my cave. I take a look at my wristband. Its nothing special: Its made of bronze, held together by moss and vine. There are seven jewels embedded in it, and carefully welded to make sure they don't pop out easily. I try taking it off, but great pain refrains me from continuing.
"What?" I whisper. "What's going on?"
Sonething told me that something more serious was going on.
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Wings Of Fire:Dawn Of Darkness
FanfictionShockwave has been in the Talons of Peace for the past few years. When he decides to leave, though, he gets tangled in intrigue and fury. Will he survive? Or will fates grip have a stranglehold on him? Cover copyright of Rhynobullraq via Deviantart
