Magic and dragons go together hand in hand. It could be a blessing, or it could just as easily be the very thing that destroys us. Dragons had roamed our lands peacefully for as long as anyone could remember. It wasn't until Margo Ember took control of them that the villagers grew to be fearful of them. The Ember clan had always been known for their strength and power when it came to spell casting. Every one of them had a role to play when it came to growing the town. Every one of them, except Margo. Margo was something of an ugly duckling, a black sheep of the herd. Growing up, Margo was teased by the other kids in the village because she had never done any extraordinary magic like her siblings.
"Oy, there you runt! Let us see if you can magic your way out of this one," Pricilla yells before dumping a bucket of pig dung onto Margo's head. Margo stood mortified, tears streaming down her face, watching as everyone in the square began laughing and guffawing until they could no longer stand. It was at this moment that Margo decided that everyone would pay dearly for how they treated her. Her family would pay the most for not defending her.
In the dead of night, Margo slipped out of her family home and made her way into the forest. At the edge of the clearing, Margo turns and takes one look back at the village that was supposed to embrace her, and a single tear drops from her eye. Steeling herself against her emotions, Margo wipes the tear away and disappears into the forest.
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Hi! Thank you for reading the intro for this story. It has been in my mind for a while and I finally got the chance to put it into words. I hope you enjoyed the intro enough to keep going. I have one chapter written as of now that should be up as you are reading this. I have big ideas for this story and I hope you stay and leave your thoughts in the comments.
Anyway, I'll hush now and let you continue reading. Until next time, Kendra Lashay xoxo
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The Price of Magic
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