Wings of Fire: A Deeper Meaning

== Blurb ==
Skipper is-was a normal male Silkwing. He may not have his wings yet but he is full of adventur! always climbing, scooting, sneaking around, wanting MORE! There really was nothing wrong with his town in his perspective but it wasn’t enough for him! He just wished that something DIFFERENT and DANGEROUS came to the calm town of Ant Hill. One day, his wish came true...in the worst way possible. An odd plague spread through the continent, the disease wasn’t even the worst of the thing, this virus sent everybody into a panic, buying everything on a shelf, smuggling avoiding complete contact, even when needed. And what infuriated Skipper the most is that his crazy uncle, who only visits every 5 years, gave him the most STUPID gift! A little wooden duck! It had 4 wheels and a small loops to tie a string to. It was ugly! But Skipper would soon realize, that some things are more than they seem.
== Note ==
Yes, I did base this more or less of of the world at the hands of the Coronavirus. Some day I was sitting in last period class and we were talking about how the schools were closing, and the class started joking about how crazy people are, so I turned to my friend and said “I bet I am going to make a story about this one day” and here we are... ALSO! I am not taking the Coronavirus lightly! Don’t let the blurb fool you! The coronavirus is actually a threat! Please be careful!
== Prologue ==
a bright orange Silkwing flew by a house, he yelled ‘Extra! Extra! Read all about it!“ tossing newspapers at the houses.
The occupants of the houses would curiously walk out of their houses to see the big news. Reading the front news story, they gasp and run inside.
All of the dragons 1 by 1 pick up a paper, gasp, or even scream, and dash inside.
A navy blue Silkwing with light-blue highlights would peek out of her door.
She quickly grabbed the paper and dashed inside.
she opened the newsletter and read quickly. She screamed in horror.
a bright orange Silkwing with green stripes would dash in “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
he asked, fixing his glasses. The blue Silkwing tossed the paper to him, he read and gasped
”’A new Virus Spreads Throughout the Continent?’ Bu-wha-how?”
the blue Silkwing would whistle loudly. A young dragonet would bound into the room
he was mostly white with navy blue and light orange flexks. His antenna were tipped with blue and orange and reverse on the other set. As were his wing-buds his dark brown eyes sparkled with adventure “yes mommy?” He asked, jumping up and down
the blue Silkwing grabbed his shoulders “I’m afraid we are going to have to cancel your play date tommorow...” she said calmly
the little dragonet burst into tears “BUT I WANNA GO PLAYYYYYYYY!” He wailed. His mother desperately trying to calm him down
the little dragonet continued to cry for several hours. It was forever until the married couple got him into bed
After he was asleep, they sneaked off into the grocery store
the 2 bought lots of things! Like:
10 packs of toilet paper
20 bottles of hand sanitizer
3 boxes of the same cereal
and lots and lots of crafts
Skipper wasn’t the most artsy and/or crafts kind of dragon but it would have to do
After they got home the parents talked to each other
“Viceroy, so, we can’t let skipper go to school. Alright? So, I think we are going to have to homeschool him!” Said the blue Silkwing to the orange Silkwing
“I know, I know, Gem, but you know how he is, being cooped up inside for too long!” Viceroy retaliate back at Gem
Gem sighed “I didn’t think of that...let’s hope those arts and crafts would keep him occupied for...I dunno...the rest of his life?”
Viceroy nodded
”unless the virus gets him first...”
== Chapter 1 ==
Skipper would wriggle himself out of bed, it was very early in the morning and nobody was up...well...at least his mom and dad weren’t up yet.
He would slowly sneak downstairs and quietly grabbed an oatmeal-bar
he munched it up quickly and quietly threw away the wrapper
his parents always wake up pretty late, but they were pretty light sleepers.
Skipper crept towards the door, his white scales lightly shining in the dim morning light
he carefully opened the door, and the door answered with a small creeeeak! 
Skipper froze, he unfurled his antenna and listened...nothing...
he let out a mental sigh of relief and tip-toes outside, he carefully closed the door and walked a few steps away from it
after a moments hesitation, he bolted.
Any passing pedestrian would have thought he was running away, but really, he was letting loose!
His parents hardly let him go outside, ever. Ever since this stupid bacteria showed up, everybody is a paranoid as a mouse in a dragon bar.
Skipper swerved left and slide down a railin, he turned at the large rock and jumped up to slap the towman park sign.
thats right, he went to the park.
it wasnt the cleanest of places, or the best quality, but this is where Skipper felt the most free.
He would calmly walk towards the swings and carefully sat down in them, in a position that he would be in if he was flying.
he grabbed the pole that was holding up the swing and he pushed himself he wiggles his wing buds, in which are slowly growing, he loved to do this
the thing on the swing, not the wing-buds
this position made him feel like he was flying! And soon, he would need to pretend anymore...
soon, in a couple of weeks, he will make his cocoon, and be able to FLY!
Skipper loved yo fly, of course, the only times he ‘flew’ were on the swing but...it would be better to fly than swing back and forth.
More Flying In Soon
Category:Fanfictions
Category:Wings of Fire
Category:Literature
Category:Fanfictions (Unfinished)
Category:Stories