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// Prologue 
// Story: The Rise of Red Dragon 
// by Silver Heart 
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It's cold...

The rain is falling, and all my senses feel attuned to it. My eyes see the rain falling towards me, having to blink away the odd drop that finds them. I don't think all of them are rain drops... I'm sure a few are tears. My ears focus on the different sounds, the rain striking the scarred and dented plates of my armor, splattering across the cobblestones beneath me, the odd impact where it strikes a slowly forming puddle. Wait... that can't be right... the rain just began... My sense of touch tells me that all along my back and wings, a warm puddle is slowly growing larger. I can feel its warmth creeping farther along, The smell of the fresh rain draws me away, though soon its mixed with a scent like the copper mines of home. My mind tries to place the new smell, but its as if my mind is in a cloud. My thoughts just keep drawing back to her, and our filly... The words my mother just whispered to me a moment ago... a promise... 

Wait... my mind crashes back to reality, I am struggling to get back on my hooves... a voice.. as if miles away rings in my ears, begging and pleading for me to stop moving. I hear a voice but it's not her voice...

Its not Ebony... I've kept my promise... but... but...

I have lost the only reason I made that promise...