The Dragon Flames

The Dragon Flames

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In a room layed a pale girl. Her balck locks were covering her face. Hands and limbs chained to the wall behind her. Her clothes look withered and worn out . Blood gushing out of her knees , mouths and hands . She was beaten up very badly by them. "Who are they?" You might think. Meanwhile in another room . A dark figure was sitting on a throne and a peculiar creature that looked similar to a human but with horns and wings. "Did that brat learn the lesson?" The unknown shadow asked furiously in a dark voice. " U-u-uh y-y-yes your m-m-majesty" The Strange creature said while shaking due to fear . A dark chuckle escaped through the figure on the throne. "Let's see how long you can fight... Mariana?" And another chuckel escapes through the figure mouth terrorizing the halls of the castle that was once filled with glory , happiness and peace.
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Betrayal swirls in her eyes briefly before turning back into fury. Her hands roughly fist my hair tilting my head back, allowing the blade more access to my throat. "You bastard. You hurt him, didn't you?" "I assure you I did not force him to help me." I stare up at Wrens tormented expression, almost enjoying the position she has me in. Her eyes narrow as she leans closer to me, almost inches away, "liar." My response cuts short as a she takes the dagger from my throat and drives the blunt end into the back of my head. The feeling of falling eludes me, as the darkness once circling me now invades my mind. ............................ Waiting is not an easy task, especially when you are planning on murdering the Queen. It has been 14 years since Wren lost everything to Morana's reign. Her home, her father, her hope. Until one day a cloaked man enters her favorite tavern searching for her, he brings along that missing hope she has needed all these years. But in true Wren fashion, she instead attacks him in an alley and ties him up in her room. Because lets face it, how can she trust a word out of Morana's son's mouth.

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