Dead silence.
Murmurs of the trees seemed to sense the danger it brought as they quieted. Rustling of leaves eased, unforgiving wind calming down.
Again, it's that time of the season.
It's feeding.
Dead silence.
Murmurs of the trees seemed to sense the danger it brought as they quieted. Rustling of leaves eased, unforgiving wind calming down.
Again, it's that time of the season.
It's feeding.
[BOOK 1]
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Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now.
A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were al...