Wings Of Fire Moon Rising
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PROLOGUE
Four Years Ago
The volcano was restless, and so were the Dragons in the NightWing
Fortress.
Secretkeeper felt the mountain rumble under her talons as she hurried though the stone halls. There were too many dragons awake---- too many witnesses who might wonder where she was going in the middle of the night. She kept her head down, but she felt the curious looks sliding under her scales with each dragon she passed.
How many of them knew what tonight should have been? Did anyone remember? She didn't need to count days to know. Her bones aches with knowing. It was like a voice in her head screaming, Tonight! It's hatching! Hurry! Don't get caught! Hurry!
Because if it happened and she wasn't there....
She imagined hungry Panthers prowling the undergrowth, dangerous crocodiles with gleaming teeth, or unpredictable curious idiot dragons who might do anything with a mysterious abandoned egg. But she couldn't run, not with other NightWings still awake and watching her. Why tonight,
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