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"We have to chose a name for you," she said. "We can't just going around calling you 'MudWing', now can we?" "What would you call me? ....Muddy?" She asked with a questioning expression. "No, no, no that will NOT be your name. We need something mysterious, but memorable, and reflects your personality," "What about... Forgetful? Or... Can't-Even-Remember-Her-Own-Name?" "I've got it! Your name will be Nostalgia," "Nostalgia. I like that." Said the newly-named dragon. ~~~ A MudWing wakes up un the middle of the desert, stranded, wounded and no memory of her own and left to survive the dunes with no help but her own. A rumor of a hybrid uprising in the Scorpion Den, and whispers of a ruthless leader wanting justice for all the half-breed dragons of Pyrrhia who have been shunned and hunted for decades. A dragon tries to figure out what her life was and who she knew, and finds a disturbing connection to dragons who she shouldn't know, and secrets she could never dream of are revealed. A forgotten MudWing, searching to find her past. An unusual SkyWing, trying to help a friend. A trapped hybrid, caught on both sides. A hurt SandWing, looking for the one she loves. And a relentless leader, attempting to restore balance. What could happen? ~~~ This hopefully a good WoF fanfiction, but you never know. The ideas and and plot belong to me, please don't steal them, and I apologize if they seem similar to your work, I did not copy. Cover art fully belongs to me, do not steal, copy or claim as your own. Hope you enjoy, and please read my book!