A Task From Vask - Story Complete!

With the increase of its pitch and sudden intake of air, the chick began to float upward, flapping its petite wings to keep propelling it further from the three pursuants.
 
The chick struggled to breathe in the thin air resulting in its wings slowing and it slowly drifted back towards the ground.
 
Some of the cursed pixie dust surrounding the happy chick started to take shape into little soot balls with eyes, these were to become little companions for the chick.
 
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