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Sliver was underwater. There were magnificent turtles swimming, circling her, and she loved the feel of cool water on her scales-this was her happy place. Suddenly, a dark shape flew over her. Then another, and another. Silver slowly surfaced, staring up. Fifty or so dragons were circling overhead.
"What's happening?" Silver muttered, trying to not let them notice her. This was strange-so many dragons from so many tribes, grouped together? This was something very new.
"Do you know what's going on?" She heard an Icewing growl to a nearby Skywing.
"I don't... this is unlike Snowfall-she usually tells us what's going on, when we have tribal meetings." Said the Skywing. "But do forgive me, I myself am not a master at calming Snowfall down."
"You'll want to call her queen Snowfall when you meet." said the Icewing. "Because believe me, the only dragons who can call her by her first name are... Lynx, and those sisters of hers, but that's it."
"I'm glad our queen isn't nearly as grumpy." said the Skywing. "She says..." gradually, their voices faded away until you couldn't hear anything at all. Silver strained to hear more, but that didn't work, of course. She sighed. maybe I should follow them? She thought impatiently. But,she decided against it. This was strange all right. The dragons never really met together. At least, not in Icewing territory.
She slowly pulled herself out onto the sand, calmed down. She lifted off into the air, shaking water droplets off her scales. It was a beautiful day today, the kind one would want to spend outside until it got dark and you wouldn't see the talon in front of your face. She touched down in the rain forest. Until she saw her! Glory was laying on a hammock, all alone.
"Glory?" asked Silver quietly.
"Hmmm?" asked Glory, still probably half-asleep.
"Listen, why is everyone-" began Silver, but Glory motioned to the hammock next to her. "I'm still doing sun time. We can talk when it's OVER." Silver sighed, but lay down. She had to admit, it was nice to get some more rest.
Fire was everywhere. Dragons were screaming, the world crumbling around them, sinkholes appearing out of nowhere. Silver gasped.
"What's going on?" yelled someone. But Silver had no idea. She knew she couldn't see the future... that was obvious. So was this a dream? She had no idea-but she hoped it wasn't real. But, deep in the darkest part of her soul, Silver knew what it was.
She woke with a start. What happened? Silver felt dizzy. But... She knew what happened had been a vision. She hadn't been blessed with vision of the future, she'd been cursed. Silver had been born born the darkest night, on Friday the 13th... and she knew that she could see the worst possible scenarios in the future. The world was going to end.