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Wetfire- chapter 11

by foxmaster


"Ugh!" said Silver. "Where am I?"

"Well..." said the dragon in front of her. She looked like an ice dragon, with shiny things! But, who was she?

"Who are you?" asked Silver in panic. The ice-dragon in front of her sighed. "I'm Snowfall obviously."

"Why are you so shiny?!" asked Silver. Snowfall stared at her for a moment before saying, "That had to be a very bad fall you took to not remember me." Then she added: "I'm an Icewing! See?"

"What's an Icewing?" asked Silver. Snowfall stared at her again before ignoring the question to say that when Scorch had flown out of the cave, some rocks had started falling and one hit Silver on the head, probably. 

"I hope you don't have a concussion," said Glory, flying over. Silver kind of agreed, before standing up and stretching.

"What a terrible day," said Silver sadly. "The end of the world and now a concussion." 

'Well!" said a voice and Silver noticed Redwood walking over to her. "I have a suggestion! Would you like to go out for dinner?"

"Sure!" Silver said while Glory and Snowfall made gagging noises behind her.

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"Um..." said Silver, staring at the menu. The two of them had decided to go into town and to the best restaurant there: The Italian Icewing. It had a five-star review, and had some very good reviews on The raving for restaurants, with some dragons gushing about not only the food, but also about the seats, the co-workers, and even the floor tiles. In fact, when Silver and Redwood had been looking for somewhere to eat, a review said:

 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐- Five stars

OMG, this was so good! I loved this and all the food was delicious! #goodfood #goodprogramming #inhalesfood #fivestarreview!

Afterwards, Silver had giggled madly and decided that, if dragons used hashtags for reviews, that must be a good place to go eat. 

"Well..." Silver inspected the menu once more. "I'll have the spaghetti in white wine sauce, with garlic bread and herbs, please." she said. 

"I'll have the same..." said Redwood. Silver smiled a little and couldn't shake the feeling that something romantic was going on here, even despite the end of the world...


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Well... That was unexpected.

Never before has a story upended my expectations as many times or as extremely as yours, while still keeping a semi-coherent storyline.

So has Silver lost most of her memory? She seemed to remember some things but not basic stuff like what Icewings were.

I am glad that you hinted at the romance between Redwood and Silver earlier. I also like how she probably wouldn't have openly showed it because of what the other dragons would think but now she's not all there so it totally makes sense that she would do what feels right for her.

Such an interesting ending to the chapter too. I love the description of the restaurant and the reviews.

Overall I this seems like a good spot to leave off on since most of the plot has come together for now and been resolved. Scorch is another problem but that's a problem for a different day.
For now... It's romance time for Silver!




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Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression: Well this was quite the change of pace from the previous chapter. I was expecting something a lot more fast paced and action packed given that ending, but it seems we're taking a breather after all.

Anyway let's get right to it,

"Ugh!" said Silver. "Where am I?"

"Well..." said the dragon in front of her. She looked like an ice dragon, with shiny things! But, who was she?

"Who are you?" asked Silver in panic. The ice-dragon in front of her sighed. "I'm Snowfall obviously."

"Why are you so shiny?!" asked Silver. Snowfall stared at her for a moment before saying, "That had to be a very bad fall you took to not remember me." Then she added: "I'm an Icewing! See?"

"What's an Icewing?" asked Silver. Snowfall stared at her again before ignoring the question to say that when Scorch had flown out of the cave, some rocks had started falling and one hit Silver on the head, probably.


Well that definitely took me by surprise and confusion. For a second I really thought we had somehow run into some strange new Icewing out of nowhere and things were going crazy before I realized Silver actually has somehow managed to go and lose her memory.

"I hope you don't have a concussion," said Glory, flying over. Silver kind of agreed, before standing up and stretching.

"What a terrible day," said Silver sadly. "The end of the world and now a concussion."

'Well!" said a voice and Silver noticed Redwood walking over to her. "I have a suggestion! Would you like to go out for dinner?"

"Sure!" Silver said while Glory and Snowfall made gagging noises behind her.


Well that was a bit of a 180 there. I have no idea if this concussion being acknowledged somehow made Silver remember enough to trust what happened here or if she just agreed randomly to this dinner not knowing anything because both scenarios seem a bit suspicious.

"Um..." said Silver, staring at the menu. The two of them had decided to go into town and to the best restaurant there: The Italian Icewing. It had a five-star review, and had some very good reviews on The raving for restaurants, with some dragons gushing about not only the food, but also about the seats, the co-workers, and even the floor tiles. In fact, when Silver and Redwood had been looking for somewhere to eat, a review said:

Afterwards, Silver had giggled madly and decided that, if dragons used hashtags for reviews, that must be a good place to go eat.


Okay well given the literal apocalypse that started in the previous chapter this is quite the change of pace. Given we say Silver faint I wonder if this is somehow a dream of some sort or if that earlier bit was a dream because that is quite the switch.

"Well..." Silver inspected the menu once more. "I'll have the spaghetti in white wine sauce, with garlic bread and herbs, please." she said.

"I'll have the same..." said Redwood. Silver smiled a little and couldn't shake the feeling that something romantic was going on here, even despite the end of the world...


Well that's quite the note to end on. It seems to suggest that maybe this isn't quite so much of a dream either so that bit of confusion extends a little. I hope this becomes a little bit clearer during chapter twelve.

Aaaaand that's it for this one.

Overall: Overall, I think this is an interesting choice to go in this particular. I wonder if there's maybe a bit more to this than what we're seeing at face value right away. Well I suppose we shall find out in the next chapter. Looking forward to seeing what happens there!

As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.

Stay Safe
Kate




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Ayoo, that's so cute!! Tbh food IS a priority even if it's the end of the world, so I can't blame them hahaha. But hopefully they do remember to save the world later... o_o

All in all, great chapter like usual! This part was hilarious:

...with some dragons gushing about not only the food, but also about the seats, the co-workers, and even the floor tiles.

Love it! Though, would it be "co-workers" or just "workers" (or employees)?

I was a little confused during this part, and if Silver actually lost her memory or not (she seems to remember Redwood, the world ending, etc.)
"I hope you don't have a concussion," said Glory, flying over. Silver kind of agreed, before standing up and stretching.
"What a terrible day," said Silver sadly. "The end of the world and now a concussion."


But overall, this was fun to read! I'm excited to see what happens next. Scorch is probably up to no good already...





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