I am sooo saorry for the long wait. I didn't know so much time had passed till I checked the update date.(that and school and family trips.)But here it is! Enjoy!


Amity stood in a seemingly endless field of flowers. The sky was a light blue with faint, feathery clouds moving lazily on. A soft wind blew on Amity's face and tossed her hair behind her. flowers were bright and had every color imaginable. their aroma was so sweet and pleasant, it welcomed Amity with open arms. The grass tickled her feet and was a healthy shade of green. It all radiated peace.

The shadow of something flying overhead engulfed amity for a moment and moved on. Amity looked up and what she saw took her breath away. A beautiful white dragon flew above. The sun's rays glistened off her scales in a way that gave her a glowing aura. The dragoness was holding something rather small in her front claws.

She circled a hill not to far away and landed, gently setting the thing she was holding to the ground. The thing moved and was now clearly a smaller version of the white creature before it. The dragoness spread her great wings launched into the sky. Soon she was a speck on the horizon. The baby dragon stayed on the hill and kept watch on the horizon that it's mother had gone.

Days seemed to pass and there the dragon stayed till one day a small family of three humans made their way towards the hill. Terrified, the baby dragon hid in a large patch of flowers where it could not be seen.

The family got to the hill and had a picnic of sorts. After eating, the young daughter ran around the hill laughing and screaming when her parents scooped her up and tickled her when she got to close. A man came to the base of the hill and called out to the girls parents. the parents hugged her, kissed her, gave her a necklace, and joined the man at the bottom of the hill. Together, they walked in the same direction of the baby dragon's mother, and like the great dragoness, soon became specks on the horizon.

The little girl stayed on the hill, watching for the anticipated return of her baby dragon came out of his hiding place and sat beside the human girl. Together they watched the horizon for days, each awaiting a reunion that seemed less and less likely as the days and weeks wore on; and Amity watched them wait.

One day, a woman and a boy slightly older than the little girl came to the hill. Instead of hiding, the baby dragon came closer to the little girls side. The woman looked at the girl and where she was looking. The woman seemed to know that it was hopeless to wait and took the girl's hand. She began to lead the girl away.

The girl reached for the dragon, but the woman stopped her, told her no, and continued to lead her away from the hill. The girl looked back to the dragon worriedly and reached for him. In response, the baby dragon began to follow, but the woman yelled at him, and told him he couldn't. The baby dragon stopped and looked forlornly to the girl as she was lead away. She kept glancing back and reaching for him, but became farther and farther away until she too, was a speck.

The dragon stayed and watched the horizon, but not the one his mother went to; no, he watched for the girl to come back again.

Days passed, he stayed, and Amity watched.

The never-ending field of flowers was no longer a place of pleasant peace, but a land of sorrows and broken hopes.


The light coming in through Amity's window had reached her eyes and shined unrelentingly. Amity slowly opened her eyes and moved her head away from the window. A mood of forlorn sadness hung over the room like a dark cloud threatening to pour down rain at any given moment, despite the bright sun peaking in through the window.

Amity couldn't tell why these feelings surrounded her. Then the memories of the night before came crashing down on her and a sense of anguish rose from her gut till it got stuck in her throat. Suddenly the room seemed too bright, too cheerful for the feelings welled up in Amity.

Amity sat up in her bed and groaned as her sore muscles complained. Amity slowly stood up and painfully made her way to the window, her body protesting the entire time. Amity pulled the shutters closed and locked them together, allowing minimal light into the room. There, that's better.

Amity crawled back into her bed and hid deep in the blanket. One, small tear escaped and landed on the pillow.


A knock came to the door, drawing Amity out of her dazed, half-asleep state. She chose to ignore it since there was a good chance it could be her mom. The knock came again, a little louder this time, and Amity stayed in her bed unmoving.

"Amity?" Her brother's voice came from the other side of the door. "C'mon Amity, mom said to get out of bed. Your breakfast is getting cold."

"Not now Ur." Amity addressed her brother.

Amity heard her brother give a short, frustrated sigh. "Amity you need to come out and eat."

"Ur, I'm tired and sore all over. I don't feel like getting out of bed, much less eating." Amity responded with a hint of irritation.

Ur was quiet for so long that Amity thought that he had left till he asked, "Amity, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Amity insisted.

"Am," Ur resorted to using one of his nicknames for her, "I know there's something you're not telling me. Please, what's wrong?"

Amity sighed through her nose and looked down to her pillow. How Ur could tell if something was wrong sometimes amazed Amity. "Ur, I don't want to talk about it now, okay? Maybe later."

There was a short pause, then Ur consented with, "Okay." and his footsteps could be heard going back down the stairs.

Amity soon drifted back to her drowsy, half-awake state.


"Sorry mom. Amity said that she is really tired and sore. She just doesn't feel like coming down." Uruman said as he came down the stairs.

Jasmine sighed and rubbed her temple. That girl was moping far longer than is healthy.

"Go do your chores Uruman. I will be in the forest collecting herbs if you need me."

Uruman didn't argue and left through the backdoor.

Jasmine stayed a few more minutes to clear a pounding headache before she went outside.

It was a bright and sunny on the island that day. Jasmine took in a breath of fresh air to help clear her head and to settle her growing impatience with Amity's actions. She walked through the town, saying hello to a few close friends and acquaintances. Soon enough, the village was behind her and Jasmine was instead surrounded by trees and underbrush of the woods.

Jasmine habitually started to make her way to where she knew plenty of herbs would be growing. Not much thought was required for the walk there, so Jasmine's mind drifted. Her train of thought eventually made its way back around to Amity.

Something she said last night was puzzling Laura to no end. "You want me to abandon him like how my parents abandoned me?"

Jasmine stewed over what Amity had said. Why would she feel she was abandoning that baby dragon?

As Jasmine walked through the forest, her mind wandered to memories of a recently remembered past.

She had been out late that night to catch up with a few friends. On the walk home, Jasmine saw the Malfire's daughter sitting on a small hill fighting to stay awake. She was staring in the general direction of the docks expectantly.

Jasmine looked around but couldn't find any sign of the Malfires. She walked up to the exhausted child and asked about where her parents are. The girl groggily replied something about her parents going off to take care of something.

"I don't think they'll be coming back tonight." Jasmine told Columbia gently. "Why don't you come and sleep at my house for the night?"

Columbia tiredly nodded and unsteadily got to her feet. Jasmine could see that the girl was close to collapsing, so she picked Columbia up and made her way home. Columbia set her head on Jasmine's shoulder and immediately started to softly snore.

Jasmine placed her in the bed in the guest room upstairs and tucked the sleeping girl in.

The next morning, Columbia walked tiredly into the kitchen where Jasmine was making breakfast.

"Good morning Columbia. Take a seat. The food will be ready soon." Jasmine said breezily.

Columbia nodded and sat down at the table wordlessly. She still seemed half awake.

Uruman came in and saw Columbia sitting at the table.

"What's she doing here?" He asked a bit too bluntly.

"Her parents have left to take care of something. She'll be staying in the guest room until they come back." Jasmine explained.

Then Uruman stated what was really bothering him. "But she's sitting in my seat!"

Columbia shifted in the seat she was sitting on with a resolved look on her face. She was clearly not going to move of her own free will.

"Uruman! There are plenty of other seats you can sit at. Be a good host and just sit down." Jasmine scolded fe son.

Uruman grumbled something under his breath as he sat down on the other side of the table.

That breakfast was the quietest one Jasmine had ever had. Uruman keep glaring at Columbia who made a point of ignoring him and eating her food.

After breakfast, Columbia said thank you and excused herself. That night, Jasmine found her sleeping on the same hill. She picked Columbia up and took her back to the guest room.

The next day, Jasmine went to the Malfire's house to get a change of clothes for Colombia and to leave a note saying that she was at Jasmine's house while they were gone. Jasmine found Columbia on the same hill that night, still looking out and hopeful.

A week after that first breakfast, Uruman and Columbia got in fight over something. It ended in Columbia running out the door and Jasmine scolding her son. After that, Uruman tried not to get mad at Columbia, but he still sent her silent glares from across the room or table.

Two more weeks had passed. One night, Jasmine had led Columbia back to guest room and was about to tuck her in when she asked "Are my mom and Dad coming back?"

Jasmine paused for moment to think before she answered. "I'm not sure if I can answer that Columbia, dear."

Columbia sat up and looked down sadly. She was holding her silver necklace in her hands. "I don't think they're coming back." Columbia's voice cracked. She clutched the necklace in her hand, brought it up to her heart and began to cry.

Jasmine quickly sat on the bed next to her and wrapped her arms around the girl. Columbia hugged back and started sobbing into Jasmine's shoulder. Jasmine rocked her, patted her back and tried to sooth her.

"They don't love me." Columbia cried.

"Shhh. No. Don't say that.I'm sure they do." Jasmine tried her best to reassure the girl.

"No, they don't! If they did, then they would have at least told me why they had to go!" Columbia shouted in between her gasps and sobs.

Jasmine decided it would be best not to reply until Columbia had calmed down some.

After a few more minutes, Jasmine had a wet shoulder and Columbia's sobs had reduced to the occasional sniff. Jasmine continued to rock the poor girl in a desperate attempt to show she still cared.

"You're a real mom." Columbia whispered so softly Jasmine almost missed words shocked Jasmine. She didn't expect Columbia to say anything close to that to her at all.

Jasmine opened her mouth to say something, but a small snore from Columbia stopped her. The girl cried herself to sleep.

Coming back from her memories, Jasmine kneeled before the patch of herbs she usually collected from and began to fill her bag with the ones that Uruman had waisted on Amity's soup.

As she did this, Jasmine's thoughts drifted again. She was at the Malfire's house again, but this time, she, Columbia, and an oddly quiet Uruman were collecting everything that Columbia wanted to keep. It was decided at Columbia's insistence that she will be adopted by Jasmine as one of her own. The chief had approved of the idea since the Malfires showed no sign of coming back, through Air Mail or otherwise.

Jasmine had picked up the last box and made her way to the front room. There she found Columbia staring at a picture on the wall that was nailed there. The paper was slightly yellowed and the drawing slightly faded and obviously done by a younger child.

"Columbia." Jasmine called out to her newest daughter. Columbia's focus shifted from the picture to Jasmine. The hurt and sense of betrayal filled her eyes and water glistened at the corners, threatening to fall.

"It's time to go now." Jasmine softly said.

Columbia nodded and grabbed Jasmine's free hand. As she was being lead out of her old home, Columbia made a request.

"I don't want to be called Columbia anymore."

"Then what should I call you?" Jasmine inquired of the girl.

"Amity" she answered after a short pause.

"Alright then Amity, let's go home."

"Wait." Jasmine stopped and looked to Amity, who appeared in deep thought. "Can I keep my old name as a middle name?"

Jasmine was a bit confused on why Amity would ask that, but she figured that Amity had her reasons.

"Of course you can."

Amity nodded and they continued their way home without anymore interruptions.

Jasmine finished filling her bag with the necessary herbs and began her trek back home. An image of Amity looking at her with the hurt filled eyes came back to the forefront of her mind. It always hurt Jasmine to see that in her daughter.

A rustle came from the near by bushes. Curiously, Jasmine took a look at what was there.

The small baby dragon from the night before sat on the ground, looking at the dirt. He halfheartedly looked up to her as if he didn't care if she was dangerous or not. In his eyes, Jasmine saw a broken child. Broken by the hurt, betrayal, and sadness that threatened to spill over.

Now Jasmine understood Amity's actions the night before.

What have I done?


Amity's stomach growled again with more ferocity, but she did nothing to appease the hunger eating away her belly. Amity simply stayed in bed immobilized.

A strange scratching came from her door. Amity tried her best to ignore the odd noise and continue in her solitude, but her curiosity became too much for her to handle. Amity made her way painfully towards the door. Staying in bed all day was not helping her sore muscles at all.

When she opened the door, amity saw the last thing she would ever expect.

Her mom was there, and at her feet was-

"SilverWing!"

The baby dragon happily jumped up to Amity arms and began to give slobbery licks all over her face, obviously overjoyed.

Amity looked to her mom confused. Her mom only smiled. Amity ran over to her and gave the best bear hug she could and her mom returned it with as much enthusiasm.


THE END

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