Frozen Lies

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== The Scattered Prophecy ==
Within the tomb of bejeweled sea
You will find the key
(note: this is the first part of the prophecy)
== Summary ==
Zircon's time to shine failed. He could've saved the IceWings with a flick of his tail, but he didn't - only because he was afraid. Now, one year later, he still feels the guilt of possibly giving the IceWings their power back.
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== Chapter One ==
An ocean of blood swept on his talons. 
Zircon cried out and stumbled back onto the icy sand. He looked up, and IceWings he knew coughed up blood from the sky and into the blood ocean below. I should’ve saved them, he thought. That was my chance to reveal that the IceWings regained animus magic, but I didn’t — because I was afraid of what Snowfall might do to me. Guilt swept over him like a tsunami. I let IceWings die because I was afraid. 
An icy claw ran up his spine as horrible, cruel laughter filled the air. A shadow swept over the blood ocean, blotting out the sun and making the sand a gloomy gray — almost black. Darkstalker, the infamous NightWing animus, loomed over, snatching him up in his claws.
“What a pathetic IceWing animus,” dream-Darkstalker growled. “Afraid to use his own powers. And now he can’t even use them!” Darkstalker laughed – a spine-chilling laugh. “Good-bye, Arctic.” The dream Darkstalker let out of Zircon, and he splashed into the ocean of IceWing blood. 
He jolted upright, panting. Fear is only an illusion, fear is only an illusion…fear is only an illusion…Gradually, his panicked breathing slowed. Zircon pressed his pale lavender talons to his temples, rubbing them.
The cold gray light of dawn spread throughout the Ice Kingdom while he laid awake on his ice bed. Zircon drew in a deep breath and stood up – because he knew his parents would be expecting him to pack any necessities for Jade Mountain Academy. He frowned, since all he needed was just his polar bear fur blanket, a copy of the family painting (which excluded his older sister, who was due to be back from the outposts soon…), and some reindeer jerky – a chef specialty for the IceWing nobles in the palace.
Zircon rolled up his polar bear fur blanket as gracefully as possible and placed it gently in the sealskin leather bag on the foot of his bed. How can I get that painting without waking up mom and dad…? His ears pricked when he heard talonsteps. Nevermind, here they come.
“I’m awake,” Zircon said before his parents came into his room. “But, um, before you go – do you know where that copy of the family painting is?”
The shadows behind his door stopped. Then the voice of his father came from the other side. “Darling, you’re the one with the best memory, do you know where it is?”
“You make me blush,” said Zircon’s mother, embarrassed. “Anyway, it’s in the dining room…wait, you know where it is, Terminus! We eat there every night!”
Terminus, his father, barked a laugh. “I know, Gannet. I just love to test you.”
“You are such a pain in the tail,” Gannet muttered as she dramatically stomped down the stairs. 
Terminus snorted in amusement. “You don’t have to tell me, dear, because I already know.” His father hurriedly ran down the stairs, calling: “I know you're taking my reindeer steak! Stay away from it, you have your own!”
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