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Literature

The Rebel: Prologue

She did not know what was happening. She did not know where she was. All she knew was that a giant bright red dragon was right by her side, with his tail curled around her tiny body and his blood-red wing hiding her from view. She didn’t know who he was or why he was with her. She also didn’t know who the dragon with the loud, commanding voice was. The dragonet looked up at the red dragon’s wing and saw a big, looming shadow behind it. She didn’t want to know whose shadow it was; she just wanted to get away from it. She inched closer to the red dragon’s side and dug her small talons into his scales. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping the scary shadow dragon would go away. She wished that she could go back to that time when she had hatched out of her egg, which now felt like a lifetime ago. She remembered being greeted by the sight of a big pink-red dragon, who then picked her up in his talons and smiled at her. She had sensed warm, loving feelings emanating from him and had