Wings of Fire: A Legend's Birth (PART ONE)

SONGSAYER'S PROPHECY

A legend is born in the dragon's breast
By nineteen years, she will rest

Brought to glory by seven chosen
Her image in time forever frozen

But as a hero, that is not
Many will die, for she did they fought

Feared and remembered as the beast
On the blood of many she does feast

By their talons, for the better of all
The birth of a legend will inevitably fall

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Thunder was born and raised to be the perfect soldier for his queen. Always obedient, never questioning, actively ready to take lives. The only thing that mattered was serving Queen Emerald.

Serqet hadn't seen the sun in years. The only thing she knew was to not make a scene if she wanted to eat. There was no reason for the SkyWings to keep her alive. What did they want?

Thunder had never seen the SandWing who was kept prisoner in the underground cells. Not until he filled in for guard duty in place of a friend. What she told him made him question his identity.

Serqet nearly died of a heart attack when she saw the SkyWing guard. He had looked unsettlingly identical to a close friend. A close friend that she knew had died two years ago.

Two paths meet that should've been together since the beginning, starting the fall of the queens.