Yesterday, the sky looked as if it was burning under a layer of clouds. I watched color spill across the sky like a second blanket of color.
Blazing skies
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Chapter five: Freedom
I stared at the chains for a long moment.
They were thicker up close—layered metal, cold and ugly, dug deep enough into her scales that the edges were dark with dried blood. My stomach twisted.
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What I want to be.
What do I want to be when I get older?
It’s only a matter of time before I’m an adult and on my own.
But what profession will I have?
How will I do on my own?
Will it all be okay? -
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