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=== Prologue ===
Astrophile placed his talon on Otter's azure-scaled shoulder. "Are you sure this is safe?" he muttered under his breath, snorting out a burst of flame to light up the darkness. Only slick black walls and tunnels as far as the eye could see.
"No one knows we're here," whispered Otter, fluttering her wings nervously.
"I keep hearing things," Astrophile hissed, paranoid eyes darting across the caverns in search of a presence.
Otter jumped. "I can hear wingbeats!" she gasped. Astrophile flung his shadowy wings over her in an attempt to hide the two, and they waited in silence.
Astrophile extended his neck nervously.
A bat. It was just a bat.
"Sorry," Otter muttered, disentangling herself.
"Don't be," Astrophile reassured her, twining his tail with hers. "We're almost there, right? Check the map."
Otter nodded, pulling out the ancient parchment from the satchel slung across her back. Her claws trembled as she unfolded it, the faint glow of Astrophile's flame casting eerie shadows over the intricate drawings and runes.
"Just a bit further," she said, tracing a path with her claw. "We need to take the next left and then the right fork. The chamber's entrance should be there."
Astrophile's eyes narrowed, focusing on the path ahead. "Let's move quickly. We can't afford any more delays."
They advanced cautiously, the weight of the oppressive darkness pressing in around them. The walls seemed to close in, and the air grew colder with each step. The sound of dripping water echoed ominously, adding to the sense of foreboding.
Finally, they reached the left turn, and then the right fork. A faint, almost imperceptible glow emanated from a crack in the wall ahead.
"That must be it," Astrophile whispered, his voice barely audible. They approached the crack, and as they got closer, they could see it was a narrow passage just big enough for them to squeeze through.
Otter took a deep breath, steadying herself. "This is it. Are you ready?"
Astrophile nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's finish this and end the darkness once and for all."
He wrapped his tail tightly around hers, and together, they stepped through the passage, unaware of the eyes watching them from the shadows, and the dangers that awaited in the hidden chamber.
=== Chapter 1 ===
"You misspelled knocked," Pisces said cheerfully, scribbling something on Orion's scroll. He snatched it, outraged, and examined the damage. 
"Are you messing with Orion's writing, Pi?" their aunt Brightwing asked, stepping into the cave with a gleam in her eye.
"Yes," Orion accused, as Pisces said, "Of course not," innocent as a clam.
"Well, I have a little something for you, or I did before you started tormenting poor Orion," Brightwing said, holding two purple cloth bags up for all to see. 
Both dragonets perked up instantly. Brightwing was constantly bringing home interesting little tidbits and trinkets, often picked up from the nearby market.
"This is from us," Brightwing said with a smile - a sad one. "Tomorrow's your sixth hatching day, but tomorrow you'll be at Aonyx and Whitetip's then, so we figured we'd give you your gift now."
Her partner, Prometheus, walked in with one eye closed, tail swaying wildly, and spinning a drinking goblet around his talon.
Prometheus was a genius and great at studying futures, but it made him a little eccentric. He wasn't mad, but constantly being bombarded with changing futures.
"What're you doing, Brightwing?" Prometheus asked. His gaze fell on the bags. "Bright... are you going to give them the other things too?"
Brightwing nodded solemnly, squeezing the drawstrings of the bags.
"Bright, it wasn't supposed to be so soon."
"I think that Astrophile especially would've wanted them to have this. I think they're ready, they aren't babies."
"What's the present?" Pisces whispered under her breath to Orion, who closed his eyes, reaching mental talons into Brightwing's mind.
STOP THAT, Brightwing thought-snapped at Orion, who yanked back and looked ashamed. "She's blocking me now," he whispered back. Pisces looked disappointed but didn't press him further. They both knew it was impossible to break into Brightwing's mind when she had a mental wall up, and Prometheus's mind was maddening to sort through.
"And that's final," Brightwing finished grumpily. Prometheus rolled his eyes.
"We have some gifts for you... from your parents." Brightwing said haltingly, as if she didn't know how to finish her thoughts. "They left them for you two before they went searching."
"Searching for what?" Pisces asked curiously. Brightwing sighed. "I don't know. And if I did, I wouldn't tell you."
"She's not lying," Orion muttered to his sister, who looked annoyed. "What's in the bags?" Pisces asked finally.
Brightwing'ts face brightened. "This is from me and Prometheus, and you can have it now if you like or you can open it tomorrow."
The dragonets had fallen on the presents before Brightwing had finished speaking. "Thank you!" gasped Pisces, rooting through the contents. Inside Pisces's bag was a wooden box, abou 
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