Stephanie Watts
Stories (1/0)
Auden and the Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. I was only ten when they first arrived, but I remember that day well. Mother woke me early so we could claim the best spot at the market to sell her remedies, which just so happens to be under one of the largest oak trees in the Valley. Not that we needed the best spot for sales, everyone knows mothers potions fix any type of ailments. She claims they're old family recipes passed down from her mother and her mothers mother and a lot of mothers before that. Some of the townys call her a witch, some call her a goddess of mother nature. Regardless of what they think, they all come to her when they have a pounding head or a burning heart. We claimed the spot and set up quickly, just in time for the morning market goers.
By Stephanie Watts2 years ago in Fiction