Desiree T. Young
Writing is how I make sense of the world. It is my retreat, my bridge, and my sword.
Battle for a Dragon’s Power
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. After the failed invasion of Volkan the Terrible, some remained here. They found our Paradise Valley their refuge. There were months of uneasiness, but soon we learned to coexist. I even began to ride one! A rider was referred to as an Airless. An Airless would take to the sky in times of war led by the Guardian and his dragon. He called her Lily. Ironic name for such a fierce creature. Her scales and wings were iridescent. Her eyes piercing green looked through your soul with one gaze. When she let out a roar, it could be heard across oceans. The full force of her fiery breath could reduce entire fleets to ashes with one blow. She was the alpha and the beta. No one dared challenge her strength. I often fear Volkan will return for her.