I was hatched a runt, as I told you before, so, my mother was devastated. She called for a cholra, the dragons of wich get rid of runts, to drop me off into the Outlands.
"We must get rid of it! This thing is an embarrassment!" She growled. The cholra nodded in agreement then grabbed hold of me. Flapping its powerful wings it lifted me off the ground then glided across the mountains where all the dragons live. I squealed in disagreement as he said
"Good riddens!" Before throwing me towards my own demise.
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IDK I Was Bored
RandomThis is just a uuuuuuuuh IDK I just wanted to write a story. =v=
