Daybreak looked like she was about to cry, and Paradise looked like she already was crying. "You're lying," she said, her voice trembling.
Midnight ignored Paradise. "Close your eyes," she instructed Daybreak. "Imagine the night sky folding over your wings and covering your scales." "Do it, Daybreak," Foliage said firmly. "Prove her wrong." Daybreak looked at Foliage like she was trying to decide whether to follow his advice or whack him with her tail, then sighed and closed her eyes.
Paradise continued to sob, and Foliage could only stare in disbelief. Paradise opened her eyes in confusion, then looked down at her claw and gasped in horror. She was a DarkWing.
Midnight smirked. "So your RainbowWing name is Daybreak, correct? I think I'll call you...Nightfall." She chuckled to herself. "What happens now?" Foliage whispered to Daybreak and Paradise. "What happens now," Midnight sharply replied, "is the DarkWing rejoins her tribe, the RainbowWing helps us fulfill the prophecy, and the WoodWing dies."
Foliage glared at Midnight. He was suddenly filled with anger and courage, despite the terrifying army of DarkWings and Midnight's awful words. "You can't force the prophecy to be fulfilled," he snapped. "It will happen on its own, whether you want it to or not."
Midnight laughed. "You really believe in it, don't you? You believe that the great, magical prophecy is going to save us all." She glared at Foliage with her cold indigo eyes. "The DarkWings invented the prophecy to take control of Palem," she said. "The prophecy isn't real." Foliage felt shocked, but a tiny part of him wasn't surprised. "The prophecy, however, will come true," hissed Midnight. "The DarkWings will control the entire continent. And you will not escape."
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The Lost Tribe
FanfictionA Wings of Fire fan fiction book taking place on the continent of Palem, with new dragon tribes and an exciting story! Credits to Tui T. Sutherland and Scholastic. If you enjoy this book, please check out its sequel, The Sapphire of War!
