My entire life I've been alone on an island. I lived quietly and always kept to myself. Until a ship crashed into my island that is. And on that very same ship, was someone who had closer ties to me and my past than I could have ever realized.
I am...
AN: So, real quick- as I was updating this story a weird glitch happened with Wattpad. Not only did I get more than five copies of a story part, but apparently I can write into the past- before I was born- and before Wattpad was even created.... o.O
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My niece has suggested that I have at some point created time travel because of this 🤔
Anywho-
Enjoy the story! XD
Breaks:
[L1,2 or 3] represents the beginning of a flashback to one of Elena's past lives. There is more than one past life, which is why I have put up the numbers. Though, these memories are usually told as she sleeps and Elena herself cannot remember them.
[/L1,2 or 3] represents the end of a flashback to one of Elena's past lives.
[P] represents the beginning of a retelling of a memory in Elena's current life.
[/P] represents the end of a retelling of a memory in Elena's current life.
~3~ is just a time skip
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[L1]
The stars were bright out this night. With the sky dark from a lack of a moon, the stars seemed to take a special shine to them. As though they were trying to prove that they could light up the night even without the help of the moon.
A cold wisp of a cloud broke around me, and I felt a chill go down my back as it left droplets of water behind on my skin. It broke me out of my thoughts and brought me back to the present.
Currently, I was leaning my back against my sister dragon's large horn as I rode on her head, my legs crossed underneath of me. Dark wings that blended into the night sky, beated rhythmically to the sounds of my sister's breaths; slow, lazy, and even. With every downward stroke of the powerful limbs, we would bob forwards, then fall back a bit as her wings lifted up against gravity. Dark black scales with blotches of deep purple patches made up my sister's hide, making her a hunter of the night.Tehanu (the Night Stalker), is the name that was given to her.
"We are here." Tehanu's gentle voice called up to me, and I blinked.
Curiously, I got up to my feet, and walked from the crown of my sisters head (where the base of her large purple-black horns started), down to her forehead- where I stood just between her warm, purple eyes. My sister began to descend from our spot in clouds, and that's when I spotted it.
Scattered in between a cluster of kuppes were small, bright lights. They were the homes of my people, the Eliatropes. There were many small houses, with lanterns containing blue energy that hung on the porches or beside the front doors. These were the houses of Eliatropes without dragons, who simply wanted to settle down and start families.
