\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cTerra it\u2019s time.\u201d An airy voice spoke. Terra turns to the speaker, Zephie the youngest air dragon in their pack was standing in front of Terra\u2019s tree home. \u201cI know here I come.\u201d Terra said. She looked back at the picture in her hand. In the picture was a seven stick figures each a different color, the picture looked to be made by a young child. Terra, Zephie and the rest of their pack were some of the last dragons in the world, and it was time for them to move on again.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Their little Anna was not so little anymore, and Mystics were finally strong enough to fight for themselves again. Terra flew to the cave at the top of Mount. Luckas where all the others were waiting for her. \u201c\u039c\u03b1\u03bc\u03ac.\u201d The soft voice of her little Anna called out from behind her. When Terra turned around, standing there at the mount of the cave was her precious Anna along with her husband. Anna\u2019s hair was up in a ponytail, and you could see the small bump in her stomach. Anna knew she couldn\u2019t stop them from leaving but she wanted to try.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Terra walked to them and gave Anna a hug. \u201cNyx start the spell.\u201d The fire dragon, Phonix told the dark dragon who stood on the other side of the cave. When Nyx started chanting a small portal had formed on the wall. \u201cI\u2019ll miss you, \u039c\u03b1\u03bc\u03ac.\u201d Anna said while her husband Jack Tassi held her. He knew it was talking a lot out of her to say goodbye to the people that raised her. Terra gently held Anna\u2019s face in her hands \u201cI\u2019ll miss you too \u03b1\u03c3\u03c4\u03ad\u03c1\u03b9 \u03bc\u03bf\u03c5.\u201d Terra Kissed the top OF Anna\u2019s head then she turned to Jack \u201cProtect them.\u201d Terra\u2019s voice was as hard as a bolder.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Jack nodded his head as he put arm around Anna. Terra stood with the rest of her pack as Nyx finished the spell and in front of them was the portal to take them to their next adventure. Phonix was the first through the portal while everyone was saying goodbye to Anna, but Anna saw the small yellow tear that fell down her face. Then Aquarien was next to go through followed by Zephie. Finally, only three were left Nyx, Terra, and Aurora \u201cLive long and proud \u03c6\u03b5\u03b3\u03b3\u03ac\u03c1\u03b9, ok.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Aurora told Anna as she grabbed Terra\u2019s Hand and the Walked into the portal together. Nyx was last since she had to keep the portal open for everyone \u201cSoteria looks on to you.\u201d Nyx looked at the two standing in front of her with a smile on her face. She walked into the portal, and it disappeared as soon as she was gone. Anna was going to miss her family so much, but the hurt she felt didn\u2019t last long as she felt the small kicks of the baby in her stomach \u201cLet\u2019s head to the ship Cari\u00f1a,\u201d Jack said as he walked Anna down the mountain \u201cIt\u2019ll probably take a couple of days to get back to the mainland.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He explained. Anna wanted to stay on her home island a little longer, but she knew she had to go back. \u201cGoodbye \u039f\u03b9\u03ba\u03bf\u03b3\u03ad\u03bd\u03b5\u03b9\u03b1.\u201d She spoke to the air as they continue to the beach where their ship lay.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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