All Converging

"Law of death; Sleeeeeeping beauty!" 

Bayo's feather rustled, a sharp tingly sensation crawling sharply over him and raking through his flesh. A loud feeling of death suddenly erupted, on a concentrated point and seemed to be moving towards him Immediately, he knew that instant that any lower and something disastrous would happen. Quickly, he slammed his wings down, the tips of the feathers lightly caressing the form of Ronke as he lifted up, narrowing dodging a spear of darkness underneath his talons.

Even as he dodged it and dived up into the air, an ominous sensation of death flashed about hz the cold memories of things he had wanted to forget. 

Loss, his death at the truck, the helplessness he suffered when the dragon massacred his pack, the dread that filled him.with icy chill at Amnor and a demonic power that raked through his body…

Everything flashing at once, the combined agony of the painful and scared moments of hi

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