The Blooming Prophecy; A Wings of Fire Fan fic
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published May 03, 2022
It has been three years since the breath of evil was defeated and many things have changed, dragons have grown, alliances strengthened, walls fell, dragonets hatched, dragons died. Jerboa died from a branch to the skull from a particularly bad storm. And so, Turtle and Anemone enchanted seeds from each kingdom, Hive, and the poison jungle, so that every dragon can get to Jade Mountain, or any school, be it a skywing school, or a Hive school.

Hyacinth and Moonflower are 5 year old rain-night hybrids, their mother, Mango, is a rainwing, though, their father is unknown. The twins go back and forth from each continent multiple times a day, and that is where they met Fox, a "Being of destruction" as they like to call themselves.

Join these dragons as the unravel the secrets of the Blooming prophecy; Lies, illusions, and trickery will be exposed.






Will NOT be updated often.

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Prologue - 5/4/22



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