Degal_Heartfang
From the beginning, there has been The Two Wings: Lirix, the Wings of Life, and his brother, Arix, the Wings of Death.
From the dawn of the early days of the dragons, Lirix was praised for gifting the world life, for being new souls into the world, and continuing on family lines.
Arix was treated differently, he was feared and spat at for taking lives. While his brother brought good fortune, he was ridiculed and hated for bringing tired souls to the afterlife, looked down upon for taking his brother's creations.
One day, Arix had enough.
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"Eggs haven't hatched in nearly seven years; yet they haven't rotten or gone bad. I believe not only is the Wings of Death missing, but I believe our once beloved Wing of Life has abandoned us. If he had cared for his creations, why hasn't he grown new trees? Why are the meat eaters starving all throughout the continent?"
"That's true,"
"Lirix and Arix?"
"The Wings of Life abandoned us..."
"To right the wrongs, we must get rid of the reason we're in this in the first place. Would you like to explain yourself, Ouroboros?"
Wings of Fire by: Tui. T. Sutherland
Story by: Me
Cover by: Me