Silk and sand

== Prologue ==
=== Viceroy ===
Viceroy sighed. This is probably the last time I’ll ever see her, she thought, tears welling up at her eyes. She shook it off, heading to possibly. She walked, and walked, for hours on end, until she finally made it to possibility. She walked to a way too flamiliar street, seeing her mother’s house. She walked up to it, knocking on the door. “Mother, I’m back” she said, as the older silk wing opened the door
=== Sandstorm ===
Sandstorm flew off, away from her SilkWing friend. Away from her crush. Away to her home, with no beatiful SilkWings. Don't look back, She told herself. Just keep flying, and don't look back. But, despite all that, she looked back. Viceroy, was walking off to the five tailed river, and Sandstorm didn't notice at first, but she was crying. The SandWing cried too, as she headed back to the Scorpion Den. Sandstorm flew for what felt like days, maybe even months, but it was only about two hours. When she got to the Scorpion Den, her mother welcomed her. "Mother?" She said. "I have a lot to tell you."
== Chapter one: Sandstorm ==
two years later...
Sandstorm walked through the Scorpion Den, looking for anything decent to get for lunch. She spotted a basket of apples, and other fruits, in one of the stalls. She'd never seen anything like that in the Scorpion Den, so she went up, and bought an apple, for a fair price. And when she bit into it, she thought of her old friend, Viceroy. I wish I could see her. Just once. One more time. But now I'm six, and I'm Mother won't let me go back to Jade Mountain. Sandstorm sighed. She remembered the SilkWing clearly, but she always had to remind herself, that she was another world away. And it's not like she likes me the way I like her. She told herself. Let's face it. She just wants to be my friend. Maybe.
== Chapter two: viceroy ==
It was a normal, boring day. She was now one of the most popular weavers, delivering from all over the continent. She sighed, stepping out. She had a delivery for someone in the Scorpion Den, a common Destination. After hours of flying she made it, getting past the gaurd, and walked in. another day, another delivery she thought, walking to the house with she was delivering to, her graceful red wings spread. Someone caught her eyes, but she didn't think much of it. just another sandwing right?. She continued on down the street, but her eyes kept darting to that sandwing. there is something flamiliar about that dragon, i cant quite get a grip why. 
== Chapter 3:Sandstorm ==
Sandstorm saw a SilkWing pass by. A SilkWing in the Scorpion Den, was pretty normal. But this one... looked familiar. Sandstorm got up, and threw away the apple core, in a bin, woven with yarn. She took a step closer to the SilkWing, but she stepped back and ran into the back alley when she saw her. It was Viceroy. No doubt, whatsoever. Sandstorm remembered when she almost died in the SilkWings talons, her tail twining around hers. Should I talk to her? What if she doesn't recognize me? Sandstorm sighed, then walked up to the SilkWing. She eyes her beatiful red wings, and her blueish purple scales. She stopped, and looked Viceroy in the eyes. "Hello?" She said.
== Chapter 4: Viceroy ==
the silkwing turned, her eyes meeting Sandstorm's. She gasped and blushed immediately recognized the sandwing. "Sandstorm?!" She said, as happiness brightened in her soft gaze. "Sandstorm? Is that you?" She said, clasping her talons. am i going insane? Is it really her? she thought, dropping her tapestries. She curled her tail around her own claws to resist twining her tail with hers
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