(SCRAPPED) Wings of Fire: The Turning Tides | The Turning Tides #2

Prologue

The Turning Tides Prophecy

Beware the dragons made of ice and silver.

Beware the claws of fire and night,

descended upon those who survive

the battle of the turning tides.

Watch the mountains,

the sea,

the sky,

for the young to wonder,

and those to die.

Forget those that are missed,

for those who fall through the mud,

have a deadly wish.

An aurora,

a cold north,

and the vast sea.

Explored and be,

the darkest depths,

one will rise and heal the rest,

as slow and weary and wise is best.

For the world to fall to fire and water,

and freeze over.

Show your spirit,

your kind,

your courage,

Or all will fall to carnage.

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In the rainforest, fire was the most dangerous weapon. All it took was a spark - a small kindling to unleash the deadliest of flames. Where homes in the trees once existed, there would be ash and smoke where dragons would flee and die.

Gelid understood perfectly how dangerous fire was. A friend had been permanently disfigured right beside her, one of two dragons she loved the most had a burn on his face, and she herself had been burnt. But her fear of fire grew more the longer she lived in the rainforest and it didn't help that a tribe of fire-breathing dragons lived in it, too.

And today? She would be liable for it.

When a dragonet was set afire in her class, Gelid saw her world spin and stare at the events that lead to this.

When Queen Firefly asked her to teach a nightwing class about icewing techniques, at first she was anxious but ultimately understood why the rainwing queen called upon her for this. Gelid only had to recall the rainwing and nightwing bodies she saw on the beach almost four years ago to fathom the need to build their skills as warriors and as an entire kingdom.

So Gelid couldn't say no. If it could save a dragon's life, then of course she'd help.

She said to herself that she'd help save lives. When she first saw the young eager faces of young dragonets, she had hope for them but she turned her face away for a moment. That moment was enough for two dragonets to quarrel and shoot fire high into the treetops. A branch above was struck and set on fire; and no one noticed it. Not even Gelid noticed it - the sound was crackling heat was put off when she and another rainwing teacher raced to scorn the dragonets.