Wings of Fire: Secrets

Loneliness

Palm was a kind, brave, and smart orphan. She tried to help, but was considered a pest. She lived in an orphanage a few miles away from the Scorpion Den, with the manager, Lizard.

Lizard was large, fat, with a number of large jewlry pieces hanging from his meaty neck. His job was to be kind to the orphans and take care of them; but he yelled, punched them, starved them, and made them clean the place until is was squeaky clean.

"Dinner time, you little ungrateful runts," he snarled after Palm and the other orphans finished cleaning the bedroom. Naturally, the orphans ran to the kitchen, mouths watering, their skinny little legs running faster than they had ever.

All the orphans had something in common. They were thin, short, and stunted. They worked every hour of the day, and wished life was better.

Palm's best friend was a SandWing named Fennec. She was adorable, with a small backpack on her back. They had been friends since they had entered the orphanage.

Lizard stepped up. "Tomarrow is adoption day." He looked lazily at them, all the dragonets grabbing bowls and scooping up big balls of moldy lizard soup.

Today, Lizard looked fatter than ever. His belly was bulging, his face was covered in camel cake crumbs, his jewlry was cutting into him, and his abnormally large talons held a twentieth serving of cake.

"Don't eat too much cake," sang a thin, old, SeaWing with glasses on. Lizard was on Blister's side of the war, but was too lazy to fight in the war.

"I can eat as much as I want, old SeaWing," he snapped, cramming five slices of camel cake into his mouth all at once. "How's the supply of cakes doing?" Lizard spat crumbs in the SeaWing's face.

"Fine, but you're eating Pyhrria's supply of camel cake up. I recomend a doctor, Lizard." the SeaWing, named Droplet, said as she wiped his crumbs off her face and glasses.

"Who needs doctors?" Lizard walked up to the shelf of cake, took the shelf in his talons, and shook all of the camel cakes into his greedy mouth.

A loud noise came from Lizard. "Ah-ah-ah-ah..."

"CHOOOO!" He spit cake wet with saliva into the orphans' faces. Suddenly, his fat little face was as green as a leaf, his eyes were five times their normal size, and he looked ill.

Lizard raced to the bathroom. Palm decied to follow him, to find out if he was all right.

When she got there, she instantly wished she had'nt. Lizard was on the floor, gasping for air.

"Help! It's Lizard!" she shouted. Fennec and Droplet ran with her to the bathroom.

"Oh my," said Droplet, becoming pale.

Fennec turned the corner, with Palm right on her tail.

Fennec looked at the elder dragon. "What is it?"

"I told him not to do it." she said miserably. Droplet gestured at Lizard.

Nobody could deny the truth. Lizard was dead.