The air was damp, and the the room was silent, a single egg sitting there with no other dragon to look after it, the egg has orange flame marking around the bottom just like many of the eggs, that could be found in warm hatchery throughout the kingdom, but this one was different. This one was a lot smaller than the others. This one has a thinner shell than the others. This egg was indeed a defect to the others, a outcast many might say.. It was alone, that was until large heavy footsteps come towards the poor little thing, getting ever closer with every second that goes by.
The heavy metal door opens. Another dragon with purple scale and black leathery wings walks in, and walks over to the solitary egg, that dragon was laughing to himself for he was the one to get rid of this manky and broken egg. he was going to be the one to crack it in half. but before this the dragon had to get rid of the source of the problem and in order to do this, he needed both the permission of the King Reak'La, the almighty and powerful owner of said kingdom, as this egg was now his.
This however didn't stop this dragon from dreaming, he scratched the side of his talons across the egg whispering sadistically to the egg. the words "soon.. Your just be a splat of blood and more of a deformity than you are suppost to be.. and you know what im going to be doing?.. " he straightens his scaled body "laughing.." he sniggered at the deaf egg, in a unforgiving and demented way, No sign or forgiveness in his voice - He neither cared for this unhatched dragon nor the people who he was about to kill as a result of this egg having a singular mark on it, making it diffrent from the others.
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Skies of Steel: A Flames Tale.
Fantasy"Im so cold.. " Red starts off as a dragon hatchling in a small little dark and cold room, unknowing of his surroundings and what will happen. A sound can be heard is the distance.. echoy.. and strong steps coming towards him.
