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(The Design of Change, an Upon wings of change fanfiction. Thank you to crystalscherer for writing such an amazing original work.) ~~~ I had never asked for this-the relentless unraveling of what once was. To be reborn is to be torn apart first; every shape once worn, every name once spoken, stripped violently away until only raw, trembling flesh remains. The heat closes in-merciless, suffocating. The walls tighten, pressing down until breath fractures and thought dissolves, and everything once familiar collapses under the weight of becoming something unrecognizable. Yet even in the silence, in the dark where no voice should reach, something stirs. A flicker. A cruel, stubborn light-fragile, but unyielding. It whispers that even in these ashes, something will rise, not by grace, but by grit. It will claw its way out. It always does. I remember the killing light. The world's slow massacre. Ships drifting like bones through the heavens, forever tearing along the seams of the sky, until all that remained was the ghost of what once lived. But the sun did not die that day. The world remembers-but it moves forward. That's what it does. It forgets gently, and keeps burning. And you ask yourself- Is this all there is? Is sorrow the only shape left? Has hope withered? Did love vanish into smoke? You've always been product of the designs of change. Im posting/ive posted this story in the following places, and i do not allow it to be reposted anywhere else: Quotev, Wattpad, Fanfic.net, Ao3, Royal Road, and Spacebattles. NOT teenfic.net. IF YOU ARE READING THIS ON THAT PLATFORM, THIS IS AN UNAUTHORIZED CROSS-POST. (Also frick teenfic for stealing all my fanfics)

Longlist wattys2018 Keiner weiß genau, wie die 'magischen Wesen' wie wir genannt werden, entstanden sind. Einige sind mit der Erde entstanden, so erzählt man sich. Andere sollen aus der Sonne kommen und ihr ewig heißes Feuer in sich tragen. Die magischen Wesen leben überall und das schon immer. Sie leben und überleben mit den Menschen. Nymphen sind einer der vielen verschiedenen Arten der magischen Wesen. Genau so wie Drachen, Elfen, Zentauren und viele andere Wesen. Mann könnte behaupten, dass Drache die stärksten und gefährlichsten aller Wesen sind. Ebenso könnte man sagen, dass Nymphen zu einer der schwächsten gehören. Daraus könnte man schlussfolgern, dass eine Verbindung zwischen den beiden Arten nicht möglich wäre. Doch wenn genau das passiert, ist diese Bindung vielleicht die stärkste von allen. #1 in Fantasy #1 in Dragon #1 in coloraward17 Tägliche Updates Alle Rechte sind mir vorbehalten Die Rechte an den Charaktere sowie die Geschichte und Ideen gehören allein mir. Sexuelle Handlungen könnten enthalten sein. Meine Kapitel sind sehr kurz, weswegen auch so viele von diesen exestierten.

Sequel to Upon Wings Of Change. The dragonets are flourishing; both those in the park and those helping the Kymari. As the first dragonets to hatch in the Kymari civilization, Tessa and her brother are paving a new path as they grow up and learn how to fit into the world. New beginnings are often great things, but sometimes shadows from the distant past come calling. ----------------------------------- I did not originally intend to write a sequel to Upon Wings of Change, but due to a rather large number of requests from numerous individuals, here it is - my first-ever sequel... The cover was created by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given.

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

A fan fiction based off of Crystal Scherer's story, 'Upon Wings of Change'. After the lab was abandoned by the flock, all of the eggs were assumed to be dead. No one remained to care for one last egg still clinging to life deep within the facility. Hatching alone and with no memory of his past, a silver dragonet sets out to try and survive in a world changed by alien invasion. And when tragedy strikes, he struggles to learn to forgive... and to build a friendship out of his hate. Many, many thanks to Pheonix for the cover art! :D