Estelle Rutkowski

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I stood there for a few moments and watched him walk away. He climbed up onto Nova’s back, fastening down his luggage before he gave me one last wave and took off into the sky. I watched them go, climbing higher and higher, until they were nothing more than a tiny dark speck on the horizon. Mavrik lowered his head and started making those curious chirping sounds and blinking his big yellow eyes at me. A crystal-clear image of Felix and I playing chase through the sky on the backs of our dragons flashed through my mind. I knew it came from Mavrik. I turned around to pat his snout. “Yeah,” I ...more
Fledgling (Dragonrider Chronicles, #1)
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