Wings of Fire: Fire and Ash
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  • Parts 4
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  • Reads 246
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 4
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Oct 29, 2017
Long after Darkstalker an animus Nightwing and an animus Seawing cast a forbidden spell to make seven forbidden items. Now long after the spell a prophecy warns of a war from an unknown foes. A dragon from each tribe must find the forbidden items. What are these items? Who are the foes? Will they succeed or will the skies Pyrrhia fill with fire and ash?



Credit to Flint25 for helping me get this done!
(please note i'm new to this. Also slow and forgetful ;-; )
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