The Harvest.
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"It was cruel. That much was true. They would take the wings from dragons to create hot air balloons. The wings would grow back five times. And after the fifth... well... let's just say it's not always beef in your stew." -Xanthia
"I was absorbed in thought and failed to notice that my dad had stopped screeching like a new born dragon and walked to the door. As he pulled it back I fell forward and SMASH the glass shattered between my slim fingers and embedded itself there like terrifying rings. I knew that I had made a terrible mistake as soon as I realized what had just occurred. "Father, I am so sorry, it's not what you think..." I stuttered, clearly terrified. I felt his rough hand hit my face with a thud and pain surged through my head, I fell back and was enveloped by a sheet of darkness." -Athena
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