I was finally released from the den, I could hear Jay follow from behind.
"Wait Zach, maybe this isn't as bad as it seems" he said
"No, it doesn't get much worse than this" I grumbled
"Zach wait!" he cried
I just kept going forward, trying to ignore the surrounding chaos. The noise, the smells, and the sight.
"Zachariah! you stop right there!" he yelled
I froze, then my vision flickered, and the next thing I know Jay is nursing a scratch across his muzzle. What's happening to me?!
"Why did you do that?" Jay questioned softly
"Jay y-you have to b-believe me, I didn't do it!" I pleaded
I didn't wait for him, I ran.
I bumped into Sarah, my vision flickered, she had a scratch.
It happened to every single claw I ran into, tears stained my vision. All I knew is that I had to run, far away so no one would get hurt. No one would get hurt because of me.
I just kept running, then suddenly, there was no ground beneath my paws. My wings flew open, but I continued to tumble through the air. The world twisted and turned as I struggled to get a grip on the air. Then they finally caught a cross breeze, and I was yanked upward, but not before I hit the ground and somersaulted. Pain flared like wildfire through my left wing, my head hit something hard, and I lost consciousness.
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Mountain Sound (Dragonfly #3)
FantasyThe Dragonfly Chronicles (Book 3) It seems like Gorbachav is gone forever, Zach is hoping finally hoping to get some peace for three seconds without his life hanging in balance and without some ghost brainwashing him, but there is a problem, some...