Hello everyone! when I am writing this author's note, I have already posted chapter eight! I hope that any of my old readers coming here are still looking forward to my new chapters, and to any new readers, welcome. I hope that everyone enjoys themselves.

It has come to my attention that many people have stopped reading after the prologue. That is totally okay, but the prologue is not the best of my chapters! I didn't even have the story planned out while writing the first three chapters, so I have been painstakingly fixing plot holes one at a time! I would ask for people to at least consider reading a few chapters since they are quite short! (Also, no more of the chapters are this sad in my opinion! this is not a tragedy for moons sake!)

Well, never mind all that, I hope that you enjoy my story!


Prologue

Pre-scorching

Delta

A great comet spun by overhead. It's silver-white glow illuminating the sky like a second moon. The ants set up viewing instrument, staring at its light. This comet hadn't appeared in the common era, and it was a once in a lifetime opportunity to witness this great event.

The dragon laboring for breath in her cave knew none of this though. Her young dragonet stoked up the fire, not knowing what else to do. How did you stop a fever that ravaged the body with chills while the scales burned like embers? She looked down at her mother, her slim brown snout trembling with fear. She had stopped moving. There was no sound in the small cavern but the crackling of the fire as the dragonet walked over slowly. She touched her talon to the cold scales of her mother's side. instantly she pulled it away in shock and disgust. This wasn't Amber anymore, the beautiful and strong mother she had known, this was a broken and empty shell. There was nothing left inside.

Delta turned away quietly. The smell of death hung heavily in the air. She wiped away a solitary tear. She wouldn't cry, not yet. She had other things to do. She looked back over her shoulder, and shot out a burst of fire, cremating the body as the straw mat Amber had been on burst into flames. She sat down on the ledge as the blaze started behind her. Now her tears flowed freely, and she let them. The clear lake below her reflected the sky, full of a multitude of stars, rivaling the flames behind her with its glow. The heat behind her was stifling, reminding her of all she had lost. She spread her wings, thinking of her mother's warning never to fly on bright nights for fear that the humans would see her. Well, this was the brightest night she could remember, but as she took to the sky she was too tired to care. She landed in the center of the lake, and the water felt remarkable on her itching scales. Her entrance shattered the starscape reflected in the water. she broke the surface sputtering and gasping for breath. The young dragonet looked up at the true stars just in time to see the comet hit the moon.

Snowstorm

Snowstorm watched the comet through his viewing glass intently, making notes in a small journal a, what were they called? Human, who had left the telescope had tossed at him in its attempt to flee. Snowstorm was on a mountain again, staring at the sky, as he always was, but this was the most interesting thing he had seen in years. The comet looked like a second moon to him, though with his superior eyesight he could see that it was much smaller and less round. Also, using his viewing glass, he could tell that it wasn't just one comet. It was, in fact, more like two dozen small rocks orbiting the central meteor.

The ridged plain of the planet spread out below him, his mind was a thousand miles away, following the track of the meteor. Snow was torn off of the top of the mountain in wafts and billowing drafts of pearly white. Snowstorms talons dug into the soft surface below him, resolutely keeping his sharp eyes to the lens. As it was, he was the only dragon, or perhaps the only entity on the planet who truly saw what happened as the meteorite that would change the future of everyone who thought that they were safe hit the moon.

Snowstorm watched in astonishment as the moon broke into three pieces, and the comet soared towards him, its ring of smaller stones scattering around the atmosphere. the three moons slowly faded away as the dark mass of the comet streaked towards him, growing larger with each passing moment, blotting out the stars, and everything around him.