Wings of the Wind

== Prologue ==
The icy wind numbed my face, making my talons feel like they were coated in a thick layer of ice. The wind was howling like a pack of wolves as I ran through the mountains, my eyes focused ahead. I lived in the mountains, so obviously I had felt cold wind before, but this was different. It felt darker, colder somehow, as if the wind was even shaming me for my actions. 
My talons thumped on the ground, slamming against sticks and tiny pebbles, creating thousands of tiny cuts that left tiny droplets of blood in my wake. SkyWings weren't built for this kind of running. They were supposed to fly, swooping gracefully through the air, getting where they needed to go on their large, powerful wings. Not running through the mountains, getting their talons stuck in stone crevices and getting their wings and tail caught on everything. But I couldn't fly. My ruby-red scales would stick out like a broken wing against the bright blue sky. 
A sudden flurry of wings distracted me from the pain both in my legs and in my wings, one of which was stinging painfully. I looked up, slamming to a halt against my better judgement, my talons digging into the ground, my heart racing so fast I thought it was going to explode. My panicked eyes flicked upwards, expecting to see soldiers swooping down towards me, their talons digging into my scales, their spears swiftly ending my life. 
But what I saw wasn't a solider. It wasn't even a dragon. It was a bird. A tiny, yellow bird flitting gently from one tree to another, letting out little tweeting noises as it went. But I had never been so happy to see that bird in my life. 
The bird wasn't a soldier. The bird wasn't chasing me. Thanking the Great Mountain Queen, I continued to run, hot tears filling my eyes, either from sadness or relief, I couldn't tell. Growling at myself I quickly brushed the tears off of my snout. 
There was no time for tears. I didn't have time. They were coming. Every inch of my body was screaming for me to stop, the muscles in my legs shrieking with pain. 
But I couldn't stop. 
I knew that if I stopped, they would find me. 
They would catch me. 
They couldn't catch me. 
If they caught me, everything I had risked, all my mistakes and everything I had given up would be for nothing. I couldn't let them win. I couldn't. For Finch, I couldn't let them win. I had been stupid. I had been a fool, but I could fix it. I stumbled, nearly plummeting down the side of a cliff, but barely managed to catch myself in time. I turned in a circle, realizing that the cliff surrounded me, one every side except one. 
I began to run through the thick pine forest in front of me, needles and sap sticking to my talons, the dark green trees flashing by as I ran. Oh who am I kidding? I thought, biting back another sob. No time. I created this mess. I started it. I can't fix it. 
But if not me, who else? There was no one else. No one. And that's all my fault. She thought again. I started this. 
Interrupting my thoughts, I suddenly heard the unmistakable hiss of dragons somewhere behind me, and I dove out of the clearing, the forest becoming dark around me as I went under the canopy, vines and leaves intertwined to create a barrier. I crouched below a cluster of bushes, praying with everything I had that they would pass by me. 
The thump of talons. The hissing of dragons. I could see their sharp eyes scouring the forest in front of me, their spears glittering in the low light. One of them came so close I could see each individual scale on his body. I held my breath, not daring to move even a single muscle. They can't catch me. They can't. They can't. My thoughts echoed over and over. My lungs began to tighten. I knew I needed to breath soon. But the SkyWing was still there, poking though a particularly thick clump of vines. 
How did they guess I was here? I thought, panicked. A tiny gasp escaped my throat and the SkyWing looked in my direction. Oh. With a sudden rush of horror, I remembered. I knew how they knew I was here. It's all my fault. I thought again, looking down. The SkyWing's should catch me. The guards should catch me. I needed to be punished, after everything I had done. 
No. I suddenly thought fiercely, crouching lower to the ground. The SkyWing frowned, glancing at the bushes I was hiding in. I could see his worried ruby eyes searching. Searching. But they looked through me. He couldn't see me. I had hidden myself well. But I couldn't relax yet. I can't get caught. Would Finch want you to get caught? I felt a twist of pain in my heart, like someone had driven a knife through it, and I looked down slightly, making sure only my eyes moved. Of course not. If not for me, I'll stay alive for her. The SkyWing who had been searching closest suddenly glanced up as a roar cut across the clean air. 
"Soldiers," An unseen SkyWing roared from across the cliffside. I couldn't see the color of his scales, but his voice was oddly familiar. Perhaps I had seen him around the palace a few times. "Come on, maybe we'll find her near Avalanche." The SkyWing shot one last glance towards the bush where I was hiding and turned away, spreading his huge yellow wings and flapping away. 
I waited until he was long gone to breath again. I peeked my head slowly out, creeping away, before running again through the forest. I couldn't stop. If they were headed to Avalanche, that meant I would have at least a few hour head start to get as far away from the palace as possible. I had to get as far away as possible. I couldn't go back. 
I knew that I could never look at that place again. Not after everything that had happened. This time, when the tears came, I let them. I let them fall down my snout and splash onto the ground that was flashing below me. 
This is all my fault. 
My fault. 
== Part One : Merlin ==
== Chapter One ==
Welcome, reader, to the story of how I destroyed my life. That may sound dramatic, but let me tell you, it is very true. Well, if you've found this scroll, congratulations, you are about to embark on a dangerous journey. Amazing right? A dangerous journey without ever moving from the spot where you are reading this? 
Before we begin, let me get a few things out of the way. First, while you are reading this, do not, I repeat, do not think of me as some hero. I'm not a hero. I'm the exact opposite. I am a coward and a fool.
I'm not writing this scroll to be viewed like a hero. This isn't a scroll that I wrote so that I could say 'hooray, I did this! Look at me! Notice my story!'. I didn't write it to have you see my perspective of the story, to try and make you think 'ohh, that's what happened. Well now I understand that it was an innocent mistake!' 
I wrote it for one reason, and one reason alone. To caution you against my mistakes (Well, and maybe to keep me from going insane during hiding). I ruined my own life. I don't want you to make the same mistakes as me. Even if I'm not there myself to stop you, my story may be enough to keep you from destroying yourself. I hope. Maybe then, I'll do something good. Maybe then, I'll have saved a life instead of destroying it. 
One other thing, don't take pity on me. Like I said, I was a coward, a fool. I don't deserve pity. 
Now, if you want to be angry with me, that's much better. If you want to scream about how much of an idiot I am into this scroll, go right ahead. If you want to yell every curse word you know into this scroll, you can. I won't defend myself. How can I? Everything you will say is true. I deserve it all. Maybe you won't think that I deserve all of this at the beginning, but you will by the end, the moment you see my big mistake. 
My mistake, the thing that ruined my life, can be summed up with one word. 
Love. 
Hard to believe? I know it's hard to believe. Trust me, if you had told me a few months ago that love would ruin my life, I would say that you were crazy. Love is so innocent, so wonderful, so magical. It couldn't possibly destroy anything. Love is supposed to fix things, supposed to make the bad things better right? 
Well reader, let me tell you, by the end of this, hopefully you will believe me. Well, I suppose I could just explain it all within this first chapter, but I think that you need to know more. 
You probably still don't believe me, and are thinking about tossing this scroll aside, scoffing at how ridiculous this dragon was being, talking about how love could do this to her. I urge you, please keep reading! You could be headed down the same road as me and you would never even know it until it hit you. By reading this scroll, perhaps I can save you.
Which means we have to take the long route. I have to make you understand and make you feel what I felt, then, and only then will you truly understand. So, in order to do this, we must go back a little bit. Before I fell in love, before I ruined my life, before any of this. 
Back when I was just an innocent SkyWing dragonet, playing and laughing with my friends. Just a servant in the palace of Queen Valley, going about my ordinary days, not knowing that I was trembling on the knives edge, above a pit of fire that would burn me to the ground. 
And it is in this palace that our story begins. 
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