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~ 1 ~ The Red King Fresh morning air lifted clouds and gulls above the glimmering sea, and drew one young gryfon early from his den.  Too early, just before sunrise when forbidden darkness still blanketed the islands.   The sun rose unhurriedly from the sea, and Shard strained against the steep sky, breathing deep, challenging himself to the highest possible dive.  The sea spun below him.  His mind flickered lightly in the thin air and he shoved down panic.  Some would call it too high.   His wings drew in and flapped out sluggishly, feeling separate from his body.  He