Where the Vile Die

== Prologue ==
The ancient NightWing sat in his prison.
He was never allowed to leave, and just because of one mistake.
A mistake made over two thousand years ago.
Something was off in the past hundred years.
A presence, of sorts, lingered in the back of his mind.
Anxiety tugged at the back of his head.
It couldn't be true, could it?
Well that's what he wondered.
Until he came back.
The abandoned lands occupied again.
He had to hide for a short while.
But then they vanished.
Not a single dragon lingered.
Usually he could figure out what happened.
But the scroll didn't work when he tried.
And so it was time.
He grabbed his pen and the scroll.
From every corner of his mind he drew it together.
On the paper he began to write,
"Three have come to fight,
one with a past to right,
one with a heart too bright,
and one guided by a broken light.
Within the darkness an evil lies,
within the land the vile die.
In the kingdom with no holder,
a thousand spirits will smolder."
== Chapter One ==
Knifefish sat in a silent room.
This small village in the Sand Kingdom was always quiet.
He was reading a scroll about wildlife in the unoccupied parts of Pyhrria.
It was very interesting how animals can evolve when left undisturbed.
A single candle sat on Knifefish's wooden desk.
Its light cast a comforting warm glow across the small house.
Knifefish rarely left his house.
Dragons were always asking questions, after all it was fairly odd to see a NightWing SeaWing hybrid, let alone in the desert.
The warmth and light of the candle diminished as it ran out of wax.
Knifefish got up and stretched his navy-blue scales.
He wouldn't be too noticeable at this time, as the twilight skies matched his scale color.
He opened the door, its wooden hinges creaked as he did so.
Knifefishwalked out into the quiet streets of Sanddune.
The village was always quiet, but at night, it was dead silent.
So that's why Knifefish found it so odd he heard something.
A dragon flying, and the clinking of chains.
Within the dark night skies, a pale yellow shape appeared.
It was a dragon.
Knifefish was quite intrigued.
He silently approached the dragon.
As soon as Knifefish stepped on a dried stick, the mysterious dragon took off flying.
Knifefish followed swiftly, who would be here alone at night?
Soon he was able to catch up.
He noticed a pouch on the dragon's tail.
He yanked it off, hoping that with this item in his possession the dragon would stop.
The dragon yelped and turned around to face Knifefish.
Knifefish darted towards the ground and landed, followed soon after by the yellow dragon.
"Give that back you walrus brain!" The dragon snapped in fury.
What kind of SandWing calls someone a walrus? Knifefish asked himself.
"I will as soon as you tell me what you were doing!" Knifefish said defensively. 
"I was just passing through here," She said, slightly calmer.
"No, you had something in your talons. You stole something!" He accused.
"Fine! It was none of your business anyways. What kind of dragon are you?" She changed the subject.
"What did you take?" Knifefish ignored the question.
"Something that should have been mine in the first place."
"What was it?" He pressed on.
"It's in the bag, if you give it back I will show you."
"If i give it back you will run off." Knifefish argued.
"No I won't!" She seemed frustrated at this point.
"Then give me that necklace so I can assure you don't leave."
"No!" She seemed terrified of the thought.
"Alright, do you want the necklace or the bag?" He asked.
"Fine I'll give it to you, but don't freak out." She seemed very nervous.
Knifefish was confused at that statement.
The yellow dragon removed the necklace and placed it in Knifefish's talons.
When he looked up, there was no more yellow dragon.
There was a pale green IceWing.
== Chapter Two ==
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