The IllusionWings have lived in magical isolation for thousands of years, and with no record of the Scorching, it's the one place humans can be equals. But when that isolation ends and Pyrrhia, in it's ignorance, casually commits the worst atrocity they can imagine, the most peaceful place on the planet fills with the most vengeance. Pyrrhia has oppressed humanity since forever, but not every 'tribe' have arrogantly discarded the potentials of cooperation. A passionate archery genius and a young dragon may be the only ones able to unify it - and a group of dragonets happen to be the best option. But, an atrocity always leads to hate, a history of atrocities is the fuel, and forgiveness is a lie. A war can be stopped, but what must be done to control a raging inferno of justice?

Darkstalker's face flashed through her mind: the face of a dragon she had yet to meet, but whose face came with a torrent of visions--joy and love and pain and horror, so mixed-up she couldn't untangle it, couldn't even breathe when she thought about it. -Legends: Darkstalker What would the world have been like if Darkstalker hadn't gotten started down his path of darkness? If he hadn't started doing secret spells? Or if Clearsight had just noticed a little faster than she did? Or if the future had just been a little easier to reach? This is the story of two dragons whose futures are entangled far too closely. This is the story of hope and hopelessness, and of how the future is something you can lose. This is a story of how happy endings can fall apart, and how life is never neat. Or easy. This is a story of how happy endings can fall apart, and how to put them back together again. All characters, except my OCs, and the world of Pyrhhia, belong to Tui T. Sutherland. ***USUALLY UPDATES EVERY FRIDAY***

Flame has a lot of issues and has been sent away to the healing center in the Sky Kingdom to deal with them. The last dragons he expected, or wanted, to see there were Umber and Sora. As Flame spends more time in the healing center, and with Umber, he starts to heal in more ways than one. But can he overcome the hate that's been growing in him for so long?

~"another prophecy? And you think it's about us?" "I don't think, I know. And besides I'm your destiny!"~ Hi everyone! Remember me? Enjoy the story!