Why can't I play outside? Wondered hopebringer. Because of the prophecy. Said starflight. Daaaaaad hopebringer complained I can take care of myself.
If only. Starflight wished. The sound of rain seemed to calm hopebringer down and someone else was watching some one. A sky wing named Spark with deep blood red scales. He was watching a beautiful nightwing that he hoped to someday meet. Little did he know he would soon meet her and their fates were intwined.
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