Maybe I had made a mistake in judging Queenie. She burned me a little, reminded me of what would happen if I couldn't save this world. If we couldn't. But she also gave me hope. That there was a world worth saving here. That, no matter who I was, if I did indeed stop the rapid collapse of the ancient magical border, people would still appreciate the deed. Queenie flew beside Klika, occasionally stopping to rest on the back of my saddle. We were flying at a breakneck pace, trying to reach the next tower before Finn did. Because if we failed, and he was doing what I suspected, all of us would lose our home. Why he was doing this, I could only guess. One thing was for certain, though. That Finn would pay for what he did to me all those years ago.
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The One Who Was Chained
FantasyThe unlikely story of how a girl, her wyvern, a talking hawk and an outcast save the Bermuda Triangle. --- The Bermuda Triangle, a place where the veil of reality is lifted, and a world filled with creatures of myth and legend rule. Mairen, a magic...
