Drakebound Youth

The Generation That Refuses to Hide.

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Old enough to stand at the edge of the war council. Too young for the shield wall. The four of them watch the adults carry scars they are only beginning to understand.

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Nyla Stonebreaker carries stone in her blood and defiance in her spine. A Terrabound like her father, she trains to prove she does not need protection. She knows the Veil took her mother and brother, and that her father’s silence weighs more than his armor.

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Tomas burns brighter than is wise. A Pyreborn with sparks at his fingertips when his temper rises, he speaks before thinking and volunteers before being asked. Fire answers him easily. Discipline does not.

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Joren watches the sky even beneath the canopy. Stormwrought and restless, lightning hums beneath his skin. He longs for the day the Resistance stops hiding and starts reclaiming what was taken.

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Lysa listens to water others do not hear. A Tidebound with quiet presence, she steadies the others when arguments flare. Of the four, she understands most clearly that freedom will not come without cost.

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They train in secret clearings, spar with blunted steel, and measure themselves against the older fighters. The elders see recklessness. Eryndor sees potential. Torvak sees danger. They see a future worth fighting for.

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The Veil burned their homes and taught them fear. It did not teach them to kneel.

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They are the generation growing up in hiding.

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And they do not intend to stay there.

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