Chapter Eleven

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Darkmist turned towards the direction of the voice.

"What is it?" He asked.

Darkmist saw a beach, on the shore of the Kingdom of the Sea. He swore he could see a fire streak across the sky, and Darkmist felt darkness pressing around the edges of his vision.

Not a vision!

"Hey, Darkmist, you okay?" Aurora asked.

"Get him down to the ground. Now." Majestic snapped, and she grabbed Darkmist's wings. She led him down to the ground, and she laid him on the beach shore.

"What is it?"

"He's going to have a vision."

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He is standing on this same beach, surrounded by his friends. He sees Majestic opening her mouth.

"Are you okay?" His dream-friend asked.

"I'm....fine?" He is telling his friend.

"Are you sure? That sounds like a question." She is saying.

"What's that?" Someone is asking.

He heads to the shore, where there is a dark shape.

It is a NightWing-looking dragon, lying on the shore. Large, painful-looking burns were seared on their body, like they fell from the sky. The waves are lapping at their tail. Fluff covers half their neck, and he is confused.

"Is this a NightWing?" He is asking.

"I'm sure, but what NightWing has fluff?" She is saying.

The NightWing is sitting up, and they look at him.

It feels like they're staring into his soul.

Like they know something he doesn't.

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Darkmist woke up, seeing the sun shine.

"What did you see?" Aurora asked.

"I saw a dragon."

dun dun dun! 

"What kind of NightWing has fluff?"

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