PANDORA'S POV.
I warble, "Little one...."
He pats me, but I know we can't last long. The curse has not taken affect yet. When it does.... we will not be safe again.
I forgot to tell Apollo that I remembered the curse.
It states that we will turn to our truest forms. Simple right? No. Not really. Not for dragons and shifters. Unfortunately, that's who Lance cast it onto.
I growl, nervous.
Suddenly, black flaming snow begins to fall in the enclosed space.
Apollo grabs onto my wing joint, and flips up to his riding position.
I hear a loud rumble.
I screech, "Ap... app.... offf!"
He's off in a blurr of smooth motion.
He asks, mortified, "What's goin on?"
I try to speak, but the words are smothered by a roar.
I knock Apollo over, and place a protective wing over him as I flop into the dirt.
The teacher evacuates the school, except higher mages who watch from the skylight.
Why can't we be normal for once?
The world swirls, and Apollo tries to escape my wings.
I pass out to the sound of wind.
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Unexpected Heroes
Fantasy"What are you doing climbing up to the heirs room?" Apollo is the crown prince of a kingdom named Arsalon. Arsalon has it's upsides , but mostly down sides. Raids are all anyone thinks about. Arsalon is the laughing stock of kingdoms on the penin...
