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The Last Clutch of Emberfall
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Wren refused to give up. He tucked the weak dragon inside his shirt for warmth and fed it drops of water from his fingers. Slowly, color crept back into its scales. By morning, the little dragon could lift its crumpled wing.
The dragon healed completely. It grew strong and bright, and the wing that had been hurt now beat as hard as the other. Wren and his dragon climbed to the highest peak together and watched the sun rise over a free world. He had saved the last of its kind.
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