Deasia Williams
Joined May 2022
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Our Surviving Village
There weren't always dragons in the valley or any other mythical creatures for that matter. I hide among the burnt pile of wood that used to be my home. Watching as this dark green scaly dragon rears its head and roars to the heavens. Silence is its response as the villagers, and I hide among the destruction to stay undetected. Not a word is uttered as the creature sniffs once, twice before spreading its huge wings. Sending dust and debris my way, it takes off with a final yell echoing in the sky. We wait in silence a little longer to be sure it isn't circling the area before leaving our hiding spots.
By Deasia Williams2 years ago in Fiction