Verlax, The Son of Urrimont
A grown Dragon, once found a toddler in the forest, and so began the legend of one of the greatest heroes that the race of men has ever produced. The Dragon was an old one; ancient in his name. Firadrang men called him “Flamefather” but to his own kind, he was known as Urrimont, the son of Seffirom. Urrimont had lived for centuries, and had in that time, grown to hate the race of men. He despised them, for they were a race of liars and cheaters, backstabbers and betrayers but few among them had a good heart. When he came upon a child of men, in the forest that he had claimed as his own, his first thought was fury. He thought of scorching the earth upon which the child stood and the child along with it, ridding himself of this vermin.
Searching For Heart
After millions of years of darkness I have learned to live without you. Coldness surrounds me but I no longer complain. I have accepted my fate, I’ll never see you again. Oh how I wish I never lost you, the most important part of myself. I am left with nothing except the hole of your shell.
Till this day I admire my mother, Yuliya. As long as I can remember she has been the type of woman that others have looked up to. A busy business woman with a constant smile on her face. Always holding herself together no matter what life threw at her. My mother would wear the most fashionable clothes and be super dressed up. She still wears dresses and high heals even to the store. During that time other kids would even say, “I wish my mother was like yours.” Which has made we want to be like her.