Snowstorm stood there, awestruck. The IceWing palace, falling apart under a ravine just recently caused by the recent disasters. It was hard to see through the heavy blizzard that had been ongoing for days now, although the cracking noises from the ground, and the crashing of ice was definitely heard.
IceWings ran past her and above head, flew away. But- How could this be? The gift of splendor was meant to protect the palace, was meant to make sure it never was harmed, what was this? An IceWing grabbed Snowstorms arm, "Come on we have to go!" the IceWing pulled along Snowstorm and soon enough she was in the air, flying away.
After awhile of running, the IceWing tribe came to a stop, The Great Ice Cliff stood there dragons sat under it, checking on their dragonets, resting, making sure everyone they knew was there. The blizzard was calmer away from the middle parts of the Kingdom, but it was still a heavy blizzard.
"Wheres the princess?" A voice yelled out.
The dragons looked around and yet the only royal in sight was the Queen, holding onto her egg protectively who shouted, "Where is my daughter? She will be unable to survive in a place like the palace. I want all second circle guards to go back and find her immediately!"
And just like that, dragons with silver armour from around the crowd took off, flying back over the cliff straight back to the palace, even if she was already a lost cause, probably already dead, obviously not able to survive.
Snowstorm only recognised 2, maybe 3 dragons, where was her sister? Her brother? Father? Where were they? The small IceWing got up, the harsh winds threatening to push her over and to the back of the wall of the cliff at any moment. She moved slowly through the piles of snow, and groups of IceWings, families, friends, strangers, this was possibly the first time in IceWing history that IceWings cared for each other like this, inside the kingdom at least, Snowstorm barely knew what was outside of the kingdom, what was the desert like? Was the rainforest really that beautiful? Who knows, not Snowstorm.
A seventh circle dragon, wearing a few small jewels came into sight, light mint, "Crevasse?" Snowstorm shouted out to the dragon, she turned her head, it was Crevasse!
"Snowstorm!" She got up and steadily came over to Snowstorm, the mint IceWing was much bigger, but stronger was not the right word, still had struggle walking in this wind, "I was so worried! Wheres your father or siblings?" She sat infront of Snowstorm, a worried crease on her forehead.
"I don't know, I don't know where they are! Were you able to get your egg?" She asked, Crevasse's expression changed, was she trying to avoid the thought of her egg, what had happened to the little egg?
Crevasse dipped her head, "A few more houses also crashed down-" Her voice quivered "My egg- It-" And almost instantly Snowstorm pieced together what had happened. Snowstorm put her wings over Crevasse in a hug, Crevasse sobbed into the younger dragon wings.
Ears and heads shot up as the Queen spoke, "We will start moving to the desert, Queen Fossil has room for us outside of her castle walls." She finished, this was possibly the hardest time for a Queen, she had just lost her daughter, still holding onto her other egg, and half the tribe was still trapped back at the disaster, with no way of getting them out. "We are IceWings, we have been through far worse in the past."
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Phyrria's Falling - Wings Of Fire Fanfiction
FantasiPhyrria is quite literally crumbling apart... The core of the Earth? Non-existant, its a void, a void of death. One your sucked in your never getting out. Why is this a problem? Because recently the ground has been falling, ocean levels have been lo...