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The King's Prize

I am unlike you. I am different. A lot different. I have spikes on my back and wings. My wings look like that of a dragon's. Other than that, I look like a human. I also have a wand made of a unicorn's horn. My name is not important. I am walking through a dense forest, ivy climbing up impossibly huge trees. Thirst claws at my throat. Where would water be? I think. I walk on. I start flying, my legs too tired to walk anymore. Flying is an incredible feeling, air rushing past your face, your feet bearing no weight. I am on the run from King Cooper, who seems to think that it's okay to enslave people who disagree with him. I'll just say I had a strong disagreement with him. It ended up with me running into the forest with about 10 soldiers chasing after me. One of them I know. His name is Martin. We were friends once, but we grew apart. I know he wants my enslavement more than anyone else. I fly faster. I don't want to start thinking about what could have been. I spot a spring on the horizon, and re- realize my thirst. I wave my wand, making my wings beat impossibly fast. I'm at the spring in the blink of an eye. I drink as much as I can, not noticing the single person at the opposite side of the spring, with an empty potion vial, with a smug look on his face. Martin beat me.