Perfectly Imperfect

perfectly imperfect
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Background Information	Background Information
Creator 	Moon
Infobox Artist 	(coming soon)
Genre 	Fantasy
PoV 	Balance
this fanfiction was written by Moon
Thanks to Salvation for letting me use Cheetah, WindFaith for letting me use Cavalera, Netionic for letting me use Resin, Stardust for letting me use Solace, Aqua for letting me use Aqua and Magnolia, Quail for letting me use Andean, Lacey for letting me use Savannah, Wolfwhisker for letting me use Heather, Splashfire for letting me use Cocoa, Wolfblaze27 for letting me use Snowshadow, Ravenrising34 for letting me use Astrid, and Silver for letting me use Redwood.
===prologue===
The first thing that Balance noticed about this new world was the light.
Balance squinted, her little snout wrinkling as she gazed up in the sunlight. Her scales, glossy indigo-blue, glimmered in the sunlight, free of scratches and imperfections. Her wingbuds twitched, emitting a faint inward silver-blue glow.
The tiny dragonet scampered over to the edge of the ocean, kicking damp sand out behind her. Pale blue froth lapped at her talons, and she giggled, a soft, airy sound.
A moment later, dark blue talons scooped her up. “Careful, Balance,” the dragon said in a low, rumbling voice. “The world is a dangerous place.”
Balance blinked, her icy blue eyes still screwed up from the light. Light blue talons grazed over the birthmark on her cheek.
“Stay safe, little one,” said a second voice, this one a rough murmur. “We love you.”
In that moment, everything was perfect.
Little did she know it would never be that way again.
=== chapter one===
====six years later====
Balance had waited for her Metamorphosis for years. She was the only dragon in the entire Kingdom of the Sea who didn’t have wings. Not being able to breathe underwater was bad enough, but not being able to fly was unbearable.
Now, though, she was really, really nervous.
Balance rubbed her wrists, bouncing on her webbed talons. At least I get to miss school! She closed her eyes, wincing a little at the stinging sensation in her wrists.
I wonder what my wings will look like. She hoped they were purple, or silver maybe. The cold wind stung at her scales, and she shivered. Even if it meant never being able to fly ever, she would still give every piece of sparkly jewelry in her collection to be at home right now, curled up in a pile of fuzzy blankets and reading a scroll.
Balance leaned back against the cave wall, eyes drooping. Her wingbuds were stinging now, too. Her head hurt- it was like tiny pinpricks stabbing into her skull.
She yawned, her antennae flicking backwards.
Then the silk began to streak from her wrists, and her eyes closed.
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