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Wings of fire: the Lost Tribe
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Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2018
I struggles to find a way out I have created my own prison an unescapable void I cant remember my name I cant remember who I am I cant feel my arms standing for so long Dont know what the time is what year what day...help...help...help
I cry they cant hear I cant sit or lay down or I'll fall my wings ache I dig my claws into the ground it's 
non-exsistance yet I still bleed "shed your mind and mold it as my own then we can be free to rule the land" "no I don't wan't to give up my memories of my friends my mom my dad and me." "WHAT DO YOU MEAN EVERYTHING YOU COULD EVER WANT IS BEING SERVED TO YOU ON A SILVER PLATTER JUST ACCEPT YOUR FATE AND FORGET THEM THEY NEVER LOVED YOU THEY JUST LIKED YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE GOING TO RULE THEIR FUTURE AS ONE OF THE RULERS OF THE CONTINENTS!" " no its not true they all loved me and i loved them however you barged into my life and made me MISERABLE!" "Shut you ungrateful snout i dont care what you want because if you wont except what you were meant to be thats fine beceause I can always force it on you after all that prophecy cant save you from me I am your enemy I own half the population of nightwings and I have everyone under my control after all what type of dictator doesn't have and army
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