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I coughed hard, water pouring from my mouth and nose. The water kept coming and I spluttered, gurgling as I tried to gulp down the sweet liquid. I couldn't lower my head, someone held my hair in a tight fist. My elbows were pinned to my sides. I struggled to find my balance, but my legs shook under my own body weight and collapsed. Finally the flow ended and my hair was released. I coughed long and hard, tears streaming down my face.
"Deurias?" Said a woman's voice.
I sniffled, tiny coughs racking my throat as I jerked my head up and squinted at the blurry figure before me, stars twinkling in my peripheral vision.
"No, no, wait," she whispered.
My vision cleared and I blinked, my eyes darting from the woman before me, to the foaming sea, and back to the woman again. It was my ship, I realized, but the crew was missing, replaced by limp bodies scattered across her deck.
Someone to my right sighed with relief and their hold on my arm loosened. I slumped over stupidly, a useless arm flailing. The woman caught my wrist and I jerked back.
"Easy," she warned, the man to my right regained his hold on me.
I blinked hard, forehead throbbing. My whole body tingled, I could feel my hands shaking. The water returned and I gulped it down gratefully.
Sticky with sweat, hair pasted to my forehead, brain desperately trying to gather my surroundings.
"He'll make himself sick." Someone grunted to my left, and the water disappeared.
I inhaled a trembling breath, squinting at the woman. Something about her seemed vaguely familiar.
"Deurias," she smirked as I blinked and blinked. "Why did you do it." It was a statement.
My vision focused.
I recognized her.

:l

GOLLY, dude, it's already so long... At least it has ~PARAGRAFFS.~

But anyways- Ta. Da.
Excited Los Angeles GIF by The Paley Center for Media
 
TW: murder/ angsty mental breakdown stuff, blood

Corvus gazed up at his sister with a stricken look in his wide green eyes from where he crouched on the dusty ground.

"Why did you do it?" Owl snarled, staring down at him. "Why would you kill the dragon that raised you? Jay saved your life, multiple times over and you repay her with a slit throat."

"I had to!" Corvus pleaded. "Don't you understand?"

Owl had a long red scratch scored across her face, the blood making her fine white face feathers stick together. Her eyes narrowed. "No, Corvus, I don't understand."

Corvus chest was heaving with desperation, his eyes wild. "They're going to kill her Owl, you're the one that doesn't understand!"

He lunged upwards suddenly, his black wings flying up in Owl's face and temporarily blinding her as Corvus's long black body shot into the air. Owl lunged after him, a white blur in the moonlight, tackling him to the ground again. Corvus let out a furious shriek and spun around, talons outstretched.

Owl quickly dodged his attack, flinging out one wing, the leading edge catching her brother in the chest as he passed.

"Ouf" gasped Corvus, tumbling to the ground.

"Stop this!" Owl cried. "We can figure this out together, you just have to let me!"

Corvus slowly struggled to his talons, talons that still had traces of blood making the feathers sticky. He stood, panting, his wings drooping at his sides. It cut Owl like a knife to see her brother this way. He had always been so sweet, an intelligent, logical dragon.

"I'm going to kill him." Owl muttered. Their grandfather had done this.

Corvus said nothing, just stared with wide eyes.
"I know you love her," Owl said, a little softer. "But there are better ways. You can't let Vulture get to you. You know he might not even give Silversky back to you. Shes a very special dragon, hes not going to let her go easily."

Corvus let out a long, long breath, curls of vapor hissing out of his nostrils. "You're right."
He looked down at his bloodied talons. "I need her back, Owl," he whimpered, his voice breaking.

Owl stepped forward, opening her speckled white wings. Her brother fell into them, collapsing and folding into her like he was a small dragonet again. He was crying, his body shuddering, wings shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm so sorry, Owl," he whispered. "I let everyone down."
Owl reached up and ran her talon through her little brothers crest, holding him closer. "It'll be okay. We'll figure this out, I promise. We wont let Silversky die."

She looked up at the waxing moon. "She's a very powerful dragon, Corvus. She can take care of herself."

A memory flashed through her head. Silversky's chrome-silver scales flashing, lethal spears and needles of silver moonlight shooting ahead of her, slamming into feathered enemies. Yes, she can take care of herself, Owl mused. It'll all be okay.


(I have refs for Corvus and Owl and you guys will see them again, are you interested in seeing??)
 
_-Captain BRM-_ said:
I coughed hard, water pouring from my mouth and nose. The water kept coming and I spluttered, gurgling as I tried to gulp down the sweet liquid. I couldn't lower my head, someone held my hair in a tight fist. My elbows were pinned to my sides. I struggled to find my balance, but my legs shook under my own body weight and collapsed. Finally the flow ended and my hair was released. I coughed long and hard, tears streaming down my face.
"Deurias?" Said a woman's voice.
I sniffled, tiny coughs racking my throat as I jerked my head up and squinted at the blurry figure before me, stars twinkling in my peripheral vision.
"No, no, wait," she whispered.
My vision cleared and I blinked, my eyes darting from the woman before me, to the foaming sea, and back to the woman again. It was my ship, I realized, but the crew was missing, replaced by limp bodies scattered across her deck.
Someone to my right sighed with relief and their hold on my arm loosened. I slumped over stupidly, a useless arm flailing. The woman caught my wrist and I jerked back.
"Easy," she warned, the man to my right regained his hold on me.
I blinked hard, forehead throbbing. My whole body tingled, I could feel my hands shaking. The water returned and I gulped it down gratefully.
Sticky with sweat, hair pasted to my forehead, brain desperately trying to gather my surroundings.
"He'll make himself sick." Someone grunted to my left, and the water disappeared.
I inhaled a trembling breath, squinting at the woman. Something about her seemed vaguely familiar.
"Deurias," she smirked as I blinked and blinked. "Why did you do it." It was a statement.
My vision focused.
I recognized her.

:l

GOLLY, dude, it's already so long... At least it has ~PARAGRAFFS.~

But anyways- Ta. Da.
Excited Los Angeles GIF by The Paley Center for Media
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AHHHHH <3333
 
Here is my writing for the prompt Why did you do it! It is not the best but I am a beginner, any advice would be welcome!

“How could you?” Gabi shrieked, tears ran down her cheeks and her hair blurred her vision. Rome looked down at the sword in his hands. “I didn’t mean to I swear!” He exclaimed stepping towards her. “It wasn’t me, it was a spell! You know me Gabi I am your brother! I wouldn’t harm a butterfly.”

She shook her head, possibly in denial. He wouldn’t harm a butterfly would he? Then why was their king dead and the blood on his hands. “It was the Cattiva Witch! Gabi I swear, it wasn’t me!” Rome pleaded. She reached towards her belt, her hand fastening tightly onto her wand.

“How could it be the witch? She has been dead for centuries Rome! You are going crazy!” Rome looked like he was being torn if half by emotions. “Gabi,” he breathed. “Please Gabi don’t do this.” Gabi whisked her wand out and pointed it at Rome.

“Why Rome, why would you do this?” Before Rome had a chance to respond Gabi flicked her wand and cried out, “Sonno!” A spark of light shot into Rome’s chest, he fell to his knees with a sorrowful look on his face.

Gabi sucked in a breathe as he collapsed onto the palace’s cold stone floor. His eyes remained on her until they closed. Almost immediately after, Gabi regretted it. Was Rome telling the truth? Was the Cattiva Witch really back? If so, it wasn’t just the king that was going to die.
 
-Kiwi- said:
TW: murder/ angsty mental breakdown stuff, blood

Corvus gazed up at his sister with a stricken look in his wide green eyes from where he crouched on the dusty ground.

"Why did you do it?" Owl snarled, staring down at him. "Why would you kill the dragon that raised you? Jay saved your life, multiple times over and you repay her with a slit throat."

"I had to!" Corvus pleaded. "Don't you understand?"

Owl had a long red scratch scored across her face, the blood making her fine white face feathers stick together. Her eyes narrowed. "No, Corvus, I don't understand."

Corvus chest was heaving with desperation, his eyes wild. "They're going to kill her Owl, you're the one that doesn't understand!"

He lunged upwards suddenly, his black wings flying up in Owl's face and temporarily blinding her as Corvus's long black body shot into the air. Owl lunged after him, a white blur in the moonlight, tackling him to the ground again. Corvus let out a furious shriek and spun around, talons outstretched.

Owl quickly dodged his attack, flinging out one wing, the leading edge catching her brother in the chest as he passed.

"Ouf" gasped Corvus, tumbling to the ground.

"Stop this!" Owl cried. "We can figure this out together, you just have to let me!"

Corvus slowly struggled to his talons, talons that still had traces of blood making the feathers sticky. He stood, panting, his wings drooping at his sides. It cut Owl like a knife to see her brother this way. He had always been so sweet, an intelligent, logical dragon.

"I'm going to kill him." Owl muttered. Their grandfather had done this.

Corvus said nothing, just stared with wide eyes.
"I know you love her," Owl said, a little softer. "But there are better ways. You can't let Vulture get to you. You know he might not even give Silversky back to you. Shes a very special dragon, hes not going to let her go easily."

Corvus let out a long, long breath, curls of vapor hissing out of his nostrils. "You're right."
He looked down at his bloodied talons. "I need her back, Owl," he whimpered, his voice breaking.

Owl stepped forward, opening her speckled white wings. Her brother fell into them, collapsing and folding into her like he was a small dragonet again. He was crying, his body shuddering, wings shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm so sorry, Owl," he whispered. "I let everyone down."
Owl reached up and ran her talon through her little brothers crest, holding him closer. "It'll be okay. We'll figure this out, I promise. We wont let Silversky die."

She looked up at the waxing moon. "She's a very powerful dragon, Corvus. She can take care of herself."

A memory flashed through her head. Silversky's chrome-silver scales flashing, lethal spears and needles of silver moonlight shooting ahead of her, slamming into feathered enemies. Yes, she can take care of herself, Owl mused. It'll all be okay.


(I have refs for Corvus and Owl and you guys will see them again, are you interested in seeing??)
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LOVE IT.
 

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