A/N: Please pay attention--otherwise you may have problems keeping up.

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Chapter 1

Aeida pulled back the string on her bow, watching the deer unknowingly fall into her trap. Unlike most elves, Aeida had to eat meat, as there weren't many edible plants here. Quickly, she released the bowstring, and the arrow pierced the old females hide. Aeida ran lightly over to where she had fallen and gently caressed her face. "Slytha, Fricai." she murmered as she slid her knife into its heart.

The other deer had fled. Aeida decided this deer would have to do for now. Time was running out. Islanzadi would be furious if she did not return in time for the eggs.

Every few years, the Riders would bring dragon eggs to Ellesmera, and all elves the age of twenty would see if one would hatch for them.

Sighing, Aeida began skinning the deer. She only had so much time.

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A/N: This is a short chapter, I'm sorry.

Cullen