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Alright I know it's has been a very long time since I posted a story....like 5 years. But with my best friend http://www.furaffinity.net/user/feralstuck64/ and Jade's tail doing so well, the questions have been asked of who is Flair and where the hell he come from, fear not questioning reader it's right here! Enjoy^^
Flair’s Tail: The Diary Findings
Month 1, day 20, year XXXX. Entry 1: We know you have not yet hatched my child, but this is my future gift to you. A grand scroll to you as future king to rule and remember. We shall keep this short as wanting it to be yours someday.
- Love Mother and father
Month 2, day 14, year XXXX. Entry 2: I could not help myself child. We are just so excited for to hatch and join us here. Word has spread far and wide even out of the kingdom of you soon arrival. Your father being so proud and already taking advantages of the many creatures passing through and joining the kingdom. This world is so beautiful, I wish you’d hatch sooner, but your time will soon come. I should stop here, or your father might get jealous of me leaving future messages for you. So, for now my child, I love you to the great sun and back
-love mother
Month 4, day 3, year XXXX. Entry 3: I do not know much to write as this is not much my place to speak. I only found this book as the king and queen are preparing new chambers for the future prince. As the captain of the guard I will be honored to protect you. I am rather glad you will be joining the clan as the future ruler, as I do not want the position of king if my brother ever passes. I can only dream that you have a strong will to lead and deal with the day to day clan problems of the common creature.
Month 4, day 29, year XXXX. Entry 4: You have become very active in your seal my child. Clicks and taps can be heard from your egg chamber through the night. Your activity has startled some of the guards at night with the noises, a joy of amusement when they corrected for the mistake. Your time to join us seems so close, I too believe that any click I hear from your egg could be you joining us finally in this beautiful world. The kingdom goes restless with the excitement as I must see that the peace is kept. I must my child and hopefully next we speak; I hope to be holding you in my own arms.
-Love mother
Month 5, day 15, year XXXX. Entry 5: Oh, what a glorious day it is! You, our son! You are our world and our future! On this day you have hatched, and the kingdom rejoices! And on this day I am no longer just the king of the Fire born clan, I am a father! With my own blessing and the great ones before us, welcome Flair Dragowar, prince of the clan and my proud son! I leave this here as for the next entry in this we hope it will be yours.
-Love father
This was the last entry written in this small diary. The kingdom was in a glorious state for several days marking the hatching of the prince. Yet, not everything can be peaceful and pleasant for an entire clan of dragons. Word had spread around of the newly born prince. With some feeling to use this as opportunity for power. The clans time of peace had ended when a kingdom to the east attacked. Hundreds of dragons and creatures attacked the clan. Many didn’t even see the royal palace doors, as the mountainous terrain held it’s advantage for the clan. The real threat came from within. In the fury or the attack, the king was distracted at the front lines. And word had not been delivered to him till it was well too late……The queen had been killed.
The king already furious from battle went into a dark rage as he flew back to the palace. The faulty servants who had played them for trust had blocked the doors to the royal chambers were the prince could be heard crying inside. The king not caring for his safety and health blasted through the ranks of traitors. The flames spilling from his mouth melting anything in their path. Battered and worn he cleared them out to the barge into the chambers where another dragon stood claws raised over the baby and still dripping from the murder of the queen. What happened next could only be recalled from the guards who rushed back from the front to assist the king as a large blast followed by a deathly roar.
Weeks pasted after the attack, the prince was fine, but the king… his world had been shrunk as all he had left was his son. His mental heath began to take it’s toll as he was still filled with rage and revenge. The clan was soon only made of full and true born dragons with other creatures banished or killed with the idea that no outsiders can be trusted. It was soon brought to the kings decision that it was time to take back the peace… by force under one rule being his. This would be a long running campaign of many dark paths and decisions.
The prince on the other hand had a short rather life here. His parents being Motaris the king of the fire clan and his late mother, queen Embreth the gentle. With large red and gold scaled dragons as your parents one would think the genetics would be in his favor to follow… If only that was so. Dragons of his kind are one of the few creatures that live for incredibly long times, nearly forever, they aren’t immune to death, yet as they age they continue to grow. The elders had determined that when Flair was just about 3 years of hatch that he was as they call a Tingon. A dragon whose growth rate is severely slower than the norm. This… this was not something the king would want to know, as not even the greatest spell casters could reverse something of this kind of genetics.
A plan was made to save Flair as in the past, many clans have killed tingons as they are not useful to the clans in battle or service, and with the kings current war path he was in danger. With the cover of night in the catacombs of the palace the captain of the guard had cast a spell on his young 3 year hatched nephew into a deep sleep as to have everything that had happened to him thus far in the clan a dream. A portal was opened by the elder casters leading to a safer peaceful realm. The captain carried to child through the portal to the new realm and immediately the air was clearer. Bright and warm, even on a mountain where the air was refreshing. He had to work quickly as the elders could only hold the spell for so long. He gently began to take flight to get a better scope of the land, trying incredibly to not wake Flair. It did not take long to spot a pair of climbers on the mountain, there was just one thing very strange about them. He acted fast, flying a bit further up the trail from them to remain hidden. He laid the young prince down in a bush as he placed a battered diary on his sleeping chest. “sleep well young prince. Your new life will be better here. I’ve heard ponies can be very caring creatures….” He sat there and stared at him for a few moments. “goodbye Flair… I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you more.” He took off back to the portal as the couple came up the trail, with the young child began to stir and cry a bit. “oh, my goodness, Dear! Where did you come from little one?”
End of chapter! Tune in next time for the next filling mystery of Flair’s tail!
Flair’s Tail: The Diary Findings
Month 1, day 20, year XXXX. Entry 1: We know you have not yet hatched my child, but this is my future gift to you. A grand scroll to you as future king to rule and remember. We shall keep this short as wanting it to be yours someday.
- Love Mother and father
Month 2, day 14, year XXXX. Entry 2: I could not help myself child. We are just so excited for to hatch and join us here. Word has spread far and wide even out of the kingdom of you soon arrival. Your father being so proud and already taking advantages of the many creatures passing through and joining the kingdom. This world is so beautiful, I wish you’d hatch sooner, but your time will soon come. I should stop here, or your father might get jealous of me leaving future messages for you. So, for now my child, I love you to the great sun and back
-love mother
Month 4, day 3, year XXXX. Entry 3: I do not know much to write as this is not much my place to speak. I only found this book as the king and queen are preparing new chambers for the future prince. As the captain of the guard I will be honored to protect you. I am rather glad you will be joining the clan as the future ruler, as I do not want the position of king if my brother ever passes. I can only dream that you have a strong will to lead and deal with the day to day clan problems of the common creature.
Month 4, day 29, year XXXX. Entry 4: You have become very active in your seal my child. Clicks and taps can be heard from your egg chamber through the night. Your activity has startled some of the guards at night with the noises, a joy of amusement when they corrected for the mistake. Your time to join us seems so close, I too believe that any click I hear from your egg could be you joining us finally in this beautiful world. The kingdom goes restless with the excitement as I must see that the peace is kept. I must my child and hopefully next we speak; I hope to be holding you in my own arms.
-Love mother
Month 5, day 15, year XXXX. Entry 5: Oh, what a glorious day it is! You, our son! You are our world and our future! On this day you have hatched, and the kingdom rejoices! And on this day I am no longer just the king of the Fire born clan, I am a father! With my own blessing and the great ones before us, welcome Flair Dragowar, prince of the clan and my proud son! I leave this here as for the next entry in this we hope it will be yours.
-Love father
This was the last entry written in this small diary. The kingdom was in a glorious state for several days marking the hatching of the prince. Yet, not everything can be peaceful and pleasant for an entire clan of dragons. Word had spread around of the newly born prince. With some feeling to use this as opportunity for power. The clans time of peace had ended when a kingdom to the east attacked. Hundreds of dragons and creatures attacked the clan. Many didn’t even see the royal palace doors, as the mountainous terrain held it’s advantage for the clan. The real threat came from within. In the fury or the attack, the king was distracted at the front lines. And word had not been delivered to him till it was well too late……The queen had been killed.
The king already furious from battle went into a dark rage as he flew back to the palace. The faulty servants who had played them for trust had blocked the doors to the royal chambers were the prince could be heard crying inside. The king not caring for his safety and health blasted through the ranks of traitors. The flames spilling from his mouth melting anything in their path. Battered and worn he cleared them out to the barge into the chambers where another dragon stood claws raised over the baby and still dripping from the murder of the queen. What happened next could only be recalled from the guards who rushed back from the front to assist the king as a large blast followed by a deathly roar.
Weeks pasted after the attack, the prince was fine, but the king… his world had been shrunk as all he had left was his son. His mental heath began to take it’s toll as he was still filled with rage and revenge. The clan was soon only made of full and true born dragons with other creatures banished or killed with the idea that no outsiders can be trusted. It was soon brought to the kings decision that it was time to take back the peace… by force under one rule being his. This would be a long running campaign of many dark paths and decisions.
The prince on the other hand had a short rather life here. His parents being Motaris the king of the fire clan and his late mother, queen Embreth the gentle. With large red and gold scaled dragons as your parents one would think the genetics would be in his favor to follow… If only that was so. Dragons of his kind are one of the few creatures that live for incredibly long times, nearly forever, they aren’t immune to death, yet as they age they continue to grow. The elders had determined that when Flair was just about 3 years of hatch that he was as they call a Tingon. A dragon whose growth rate is severely slower than the norm. This… this was not something the king would want to know, as not even the greatest spell casters could reverse something of this kind of genetics.
A plan was made to save Flair as in the past, many clans have killed tingons as they are not useful to the clans in battle or service, and with the kings current war path he was in danger. With the cover of night in the catacombs of the palace the captain of the guard had cast a spell on his young 3 year hatched nephew into a deep sleep as to have everything that had happened to him thus far in the clan a dream. A portal was opened by the elder casters leading to a safer peaceful realm. The captain carried to child through the portal to the new realm and immediately the air was clearer. Bright and warm, even on a mountain where the air was refreshing. He had to work quickly as the elders could only hold the spell for so long. He gently began to take flight to get a better scope of the land, trying incredibly to not wake Flair. It did not take long to spot a pair of climbers on the mountain, there was just one thing very strange about them. He acted fast, flying a bit further up the trail from them to remain hidden. He laid the young prince down in a bush as he placed a battered diary on his sleeping chest. “sleep well young prince. Your new life will be better here. I’ve heard ponies can be very caring creatures….” He sat there and stared at him for a few moments. “goodbye Flair… I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you more.” He took off back to the portal as the couple came up the trail, with the young child began to stir and cry a bit. “oh, my goodness, Dear! Where did you come from little one?”
End of chapter! Tune in next time for the next filling mystery of Flair’s tail!
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