My name is Tawny. I was always ill, ever since i was born. When my parents and family died, I learned to hide my symptoms and to be stronger. I was the outcast of Berk. I rarely went out of the house I lived in. When I find a dragon finally, but then my symtoms and deathbed come faster, it's a race agenst time to find the cure for my odd sickness. But when we run into some trouble and I am lost, everything falls apart. I always knew I was going to die, I just expected it to be when I was ready, and not in the time it seams that all is lost. I could always contoll my dragon, but not my heart. Will I survive the race agenst the clock on my death, or will I be beat by the illness that lived inside of me for so long? I always use to say, "Why do you need a fight, when you can make a choice." I always thought that was true, unil I met the very thing that started it all. What will become of me in the end? Will I ever be seen again?
The Unwanted~