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Her breath came out in gasps and cold air flew around her. Her joints ached in the cold and she didn't have enough strength to pull herself up. After all she'd been through she'd never thought she would say this, but she was getting old. She knew she would die soon. It would be a cold, painful death. It was easy in this moment to see your life flash in front of you. The frostbitten dragon shuddered and tried to stretch her tattered wings, and when she caught a glimpse of them, visions of blood and pain flashed before her.

My name is Rose. I saw him that day...the One. The One who would kill anyone who got in his way. His name was Bone. Bone was pure white, but at the same time, he was solid black. He changed from time to time, he had violent mood swings that corrupted his soul in such a way he wouldn't remember anything in the previous moment. Then Bone would go on as if nothing had happened. Anyway, the day that I would become part of the living. They called it the Living ceremony. IT was like a dream. I had trained hard to become a Living dragon. I saw him at the ceremony. My so-called father had said the One, Bone, was important tin my life. He killed my father and mother. My brother and I never got to finish our ceremony. We ran away when the One told us he was our Uncle. He reeked of blood, and he haunted my dreams with pitch darkness, and I never dreamed sweetly again.

She found it harder to breathe as she remembered Bone. The death of her parents. As snow fell heavier and heavier, her vision faded to flashbacks of horrible days...

"We should head away from the river...it's getting higher." My brother Thorn suggested. I remember refusing. It was rainy and slippery but I didn't want to lose our only source of water. He slipped and fell into the river.
i tried to save him. I never saw him again. But I did meet up with Bone. He told me Thorn was dead. He said he was sorry for me, but I could see blood crusted around his paws and teeth. He had been killing again. He told me I was one of the Five, and that Thorn was too. But I wasn't a Living. I couldn't have dreams. I couldn't do anything except run from my fears. And even a Living had trouble with that. I had nightmares about Thorn and my parents and Bone, over and over and over again. Pitch black darkness peirced my heart and I was cold as winter storms for the rest of my life...

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"Rose...come back to me...I'm still here..." Thorn spoke soflty. I couldn't see him, or anything. Darkness was around me. Then a blinding light. As my eyes adjusted, i saw him. Thorn. He was alive! I started to run towards him, but I got closer, I realized it wasn't Thorn I had seen, but Bone. He stood in my path on a pile of bones. The scent of blod wafted towards me, and water choked my throat. I sank through the ground, where blood was seeping through cracks in the earth. The Nightmare swilred around me, again and again and agian, until i woke up screaming in fear. And when I woke up, I would remember that Thorn was dead and that Bone was alive, and it would be a nightmare again. This is how I woke up every morning and night, screaming and choking, and greiving. The loss of my brother was hard and lonely, and since I was not a Living dragon, I could only watch as Bone destroyed everything, not being able to help in any way.

wow, I love the flow of the story. its very smooth, easy to read. like eating applesauce.

Thank you!

I wok eup one morning not knowing where I was. I didn't remember anything from the night before, but my wings ached and a pool of dried blood was around me. I felt like I was falling apart, like I had nothing left to live for. Suddenly everything was black, and fear pulsed through me. Someone was watching. I knew who it was before looking. It was Bone. I ran straight ahead through the darkness, and felt like a strength I hadn't had before was rushing through my veins. There was a creature standing before me. Knowing it was Bone, I unsheathed my claws and attacked. Then light blinded me. The power I had was gone. The figure bleeding before me was not Bone, but a dragon I had never seen before. There were many scars, old and new, some made by me and some made by nature. I knew who this was. It was my father. Not the dragon Bone killed, but my real father. Tears streamed down my face as I was reunited with him. "I'm so sorry..." I whispered. His tattered wings looked frail, and I knew his life was coming to an end. But I wouldn't let that happen. I was strong enough now, knowing I could do damage to Bone. I would get my revenge.

I'm so glad your back. Great job on this part. I hope you will continue and not give up like others on this site.

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"Dad? Is it you?" I whispered. I was trying to hold my breath, not wanting this moment to end.
"Rose..." He rasped. My heart clenched with guilt as I saw blood dripping from many wounds. I immediantly started looking around for something to soak up the blood. "Rose, stop," He said, his voice stronger now. "No matter what you do, I won't be any better. These wounds are made by Bone. It cannot be healed."
"Wait, why would your own brother hurt you? Siblings should not fight. I said, remembering Thorn and I's last fight. It was the same day he died.
"Rose, what I am telling you now might confuse and hurt you. Are you ready?"
"Yes, dad," I sighed. "I'm ready."
"Bone is not my brother. He was my Guardian."
"WHat? How come..."
"He was exposed to the Killing. He never got a Living ceremony either. You and Bone are very alike...his real brother died because he drowned. Like Thorn."

wow, nice, love the suspence

where did you go?

Sorry, I haven't been on ds lately, but my dA account is http://fluffehkit01.deviantart.com/