Hey! This is a trailer for my fanfiction, A Hybrid And A gift, which is here, if you want to read it: 262370
If you want the desired effect, please find the song “Goodbye to a world” by PorterRobinsonVEVO and fast forward to about 2:12. Thank you!
A Nightwing looks into the sunrise, cradling an egg to his chest as he whispers “Please come home.” It cuts to raging deserts pelting a couple of rainwings wrapped around an egg. It fades to black, and then you see the two rainwings dead, on the ground, their lifeless eyes staring upward. A tear drops onto their faces, and you see talons, soaked in crimson red, wheeling up at the camera, like they can’t believe what happened. A young rainwing runs through the forest, tears streaking out of his eyes. Cut to the rainforest, and a orange skywing and a maroon dragonet are playing on the ground, laughing. You see sudden flashes of the maroon dragonets face, crying, another flash, this time of the skywing launching herself at an opponent. A dark red skywing in chains. The rainwing laughing with a turquoise Seawing. Another rainwing, with soot on his snout frantically flying over the ocean, calling a name out. The playing of the skywing and hybrid continues, until they walk off screen. Crimson scales and gold underscores flash in the sunlight, two sandwings shove a crying nightwing into a bag, and a pair of bright, yellow eyes emerge from the darkness. The maroon dragonet slowly sinks into the sea, his eyes closing, and the screen fades, until it suddenly pops back open, light floods in, this time showing him in a line of dragons, solemn faced. An orange cloud attacks a mudwing. They shiver, open their eerie bright orange eyes, and smile. Scrolls scatter on the floor, knocked aside by an angry talon. Frost creeps across the floor; encasing everything in it’s reach, scaring an amassing crowd of dragons as it almost touches their talons. Tails twine around each other. Queen scarlet laughs. A small group of dragons huddle on a mountain, staring at the sunset. The maroon dragonet writhes in agony. The young rainwing opens his eyes, and stares, determined, and snarls, hate flaming in his eyes. A sandwing gathers plants, smiling at an unknown person and blushing. You see them again, tail stained with blood, standing over the young rainwings broken body, trying to bandage him as fast as they can. The turquoise Seawing smiles while reading a scroll. Talons of multiple species of dragons stack on top of each other in a silent pledge. All fades to black, but then you hear a maniacal laugh and see an Icewing with a long, narrow scar staring at an island.
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