Am I truly dead at last?
No, my precious dragonet. You will never die as long as I am in you.
I am not a dragonet.
You are to me. Everyone is a dragonet compared to me.
I need to get back. I need to get revenge.
And you will. Soon, when the time is right.
When is that?
When I rise to see the world again.
Where am I?
He opened his eyes. How long had it been since he'd been locked up for eternity?
Everything around him was dark. He couldn't even see his own talons.
No, wait. There was light just a few steps ahead. He walked towards it, and walked, walked, walked.
He never moved a single step.
Why can't I move? He thought. Where is this moon-forbidden place?
He tried to use his magic to urge him into the light, but his magic wasn't working.
What the-?
He growled in frustration, and sat back down. Or he thought so. He wasn't quite sure if he was still a dragon.
One day, I'll reach the light, He thought. And everyone will pay for what they did to me.
But in the meantime, I'll need to push my soul into the light.
Alone in a warm cave, a black dragonet with rainbow scales scattered on his underwings tried to fall asleep, listening to his clawmate's soft snoring.
And a small, dark mind wormed into his head, whispering.
Kill everyone. Everything they did to you. Kill them.
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A Vision of Happiness: Recovery (Book 4)
FanfictionMink isn't sure what to do. Visioner was dead, Brightness could talk, Destroyer was dead. Jade Mountain is proven to be a dangerous place, and when news of the ferocious SeaWing in the dragonet prophecy reaches her ears, she isn't sure whether the s...
