The Smuggler: Introduction and Prologue

The Smuggler

Acknowledgements and stuff again: I didn't create all of these characters. To put it shortly, everything that appears in the Wings of Fire books by Tui T. Sutherland are not mine. Although I did create some of the characters. (Also I didn't create Skypeak Mountain or anything in it.) Okay. Back to the novella.

Introduction: This is an alternate universe where Queen Wasp cannot control minds, and nothing from books 11-13 and the others after them ever happened.

Prologue
Danger from a Good Heart

    In the hidden cave where almost no dragon ever ventured, a dragon stirred. Her scales were covered in shadow, and she was small for the great wisdom that shone in her eyes. Her memories whirled inside her head, as always. Everything she had experienced. She had been there at the beginning of time, and watched the world grow and expand. However, she had taken on the great burden of future-seeing and a sense of when danger will happen. Like now. Potential danger was rising in both continents. She would get seekers, asking, pleading for help. Who started this? She had an idea.
    The dragon touched her claws on one of her hand together, turning her palm upwards, slowly opening them. An image materialized inside them. A dragon, covered in a cape and hood, moved silently through deserted streets. The way she moved and her talons wrapped tightly around something were very familiar. The dragon in the cave smiled. Of course. "Hello," she whispered, knowing full well that the dragon could not hear her. This was one of her rare visitors. "Always causing trouble, aren't you?
    "Although I suppose this is a good purpose. You're the last dragon I can imagine Wasp turning. What is it this time? Something about your protests against SilkWing slavery? Probably. In the future please tell me about this." The dragon closed her claws again and the image disappeared. Who else would be caught up in this? She opened her talons again and jumped, startled by what she saw. She had not been expecting these three.
    "What is she dragging you into?" she asked softly. "Three SilkWings. You haven't even gone through your Metamorphosis yet. Yours," she pointed to the largest of them, "is the closet, but really."
    She sighed and closed her claws a second time. "Danger. Why did it even enter this world? Danger shouldn't even be here. Although," she added after a moment's thought, "this danger is coming from a good heart." She turned and disappeared back into the shadowy depths of her cave.

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