The End of Peace (Wings Of Fire Arc Four: The End Prophecy)

= First Things First: =
== The Reason Why I’m Making A Different Arc Four? ==
Last Time I tried I wasn’t having fun writing about my Dragonsona Popsicle. Today I’m writing about my other, potential, Dragonsona, Rim. Her name is based off on a type of Snowflake, a rimmed-snowflake. SO THERE. 
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== That’s it. ==
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= The End Prophecy: =
Beware the beginning 
Of the end of the world.
Beware the beginning 
Of the death that has unfurled.
The answer lies below your heart.
Graves await for death to start.
Fires burn along the sea,
Dragons die, dragons flea.
The Key is buried in the roots of fear
The truth has never been so clear.
You can almost hear their cries for help
You almost fear who tries to help.
Your truth comes with a dark price 
But lead them far, Wings of Ice. 
Flames are set inside your soul
But when they burn it takes a toll,
The evil that comes will always survive
Only united can you make it die.
= Prologue: =
Peril clawed the stone below her, her hot scales emitting smoke. 
Where are they? 
She stared at the starless sky impatiently. Making a verdict of murder did not take this long. Usually, you see blood pouring out of a dragon’s neck and BOOM. You would know they were dead. 
So either, they were being lazy, or just didn’t know where to find him. 
Unless he really is dead… Peril thought with a shiver. She rarely got scared—She rarely even got worried about dragons dying. Years of being Scarlet’s champion and killing innocent lives made her just shrug off the thought of dead bodies. But he was special. He wasn’t some cow-faced scavenger—oops, she shouldn’t say that about humans—That was fine to be left dead. 
Beating wings made her sigh with relief and complete fear. She didn’t know the answer yet. 
Winter and Sunny landed. Winter looked like he didn’t want to be here while Sunny was holding back tears. No. Peril thought, heart beating. 
”Peril, I’m sorry. Don’t get mad, please, please don’t get mad—“ 
“Get to the POINT.” Peril snapped, to worried to be nice. 
Sunny nodded but struggled to speak for a long time. Winter finally decided to say something for her. 
”Clay’s dead.” He said without emotion, even though Peril heard a tiny crack in his voice. Peril was too stunned to do anything at that moment, tears slowly falling from her eyes. 
She stared at nothing, her face slowly twitching. She gritted her teeth and looked down. “Your liars,” she whispered. 
Sunny tried to say something but bursted into tears. Peril was crying too, but not as hard as Sunny. The truth finally sank in. “Who killed him…?” She said quietly. 
“Don’t know,” Winter shrugged. 
“WHO KILLED HIM?” Peril shouted, swiping blazing claws at Winter. He dodged it narrowly. 
WIP.
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