The Song of Hope

The Song of Hope

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How To Train Your Dragon
Growing up in the rainforest for six years, Songbird has always had two very big dreams. The first one is to become a famous singer. Music means so much to Songbird and she spend all her days writing songs and performing them for the other RainWings. But she longs for a bigger audience, preferably one with a better attentions span than her own sleepy tribe. The second dream might prove to be a little more difficult. Songbird wants to save the world. She wants to bring dragons together and make them happy and peaceful and safe. She wants to be a hero. The only problem is, she doesn't know quite how do that. There isn't great heroic destiny for her to fulfill or a magical, ancient prophecy. The other dragons try to pretend that everything is okay in the world, but Songbird knows that's not true. She's seen dragons dying, and dragons fighting and crying and in pain and she needs to do something to help. So Songbird sets out on her own, to try and find a way to make things better. She quickly realizes it's not going to be easy on her own, and becomes entagled in a thousand-year-old secret that she fears she can not face.
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Violet was never meant to be her own dragon. She was created for one purpose-to kill. Her instincts were set before she even hatched-rules carved into her very being. She was built for war, trained to hunt, sharpened to kill. Queen Scarlet saw her for what she was and turned her into something unstoppable. Violet learned to fight without hesitation, to strike without mercy, to obey without question. She didn't need to think. She didn't need to choose. She only needed to follow orders. And then Scarlet fell Her instincts tell her to follow the strongest, to serve the next ruler, to find her place at their side. But her new master refuses to command her. They tell her she doesn't have to obey. They tell her she's free. But Violet was never built for freedom. Without orders, without purpose, she feels something stirring inside her-something she doesn't understand. A force clawing its way to the surface, twisting her thoughts, warping her instincts. She was made to kill. It's written into every part of her. So what happens when she's told she can't? What happens when a weapon with no target is left to decide for itself?

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