"The SkyWings are the ones responsible for this." I growled, my voice echoing as we sat in the shelter of an underground cave, the only place I knew no FlashWing would dare go.
The FlashWings say my mother is dead.
They say I'm dead too.
But the difference between me and my mother...
Is that I'm not what they say.
At least, not yet.
I am a ghost.
A ghost, with a stolen crown.
And I'm here to
Take.
It.
Back.
End of Book 1
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The Ghost Crown - FlashWing Chronicles
Fantasy**FlashWings are a closed tribe owned by me, aka LoveArdent (on deviantArt) **Cover created by MoonrisetheMage on deviantArt ------ Moonsong was born different. As the youngest, she was the heir to the FlashWing...
