Paul S. O. N.
Bio
I have been writing since I was a very young. I have always enjoyed creating worlds, and people that don't exist and take me far away from reality. I aspire to write great and original stories that others can hopefully enjoy.
Stories (2/0)
The Wolf and the Dragon
There weren't always dragons in the valley. Never in many thousands of years had a single mortal witnessed the shadow in the sky whose wings could cover the sun. The roar of thunder followed by the flash of flames and death. Only one lives, bound by The Flame to the Dragon King of Azzokar, Vazzoko Kritar. He is tall and proud. Tan skin melds with a thick dragon-like hide. His brass armor is nicked and tarnished from years of combat. Sharp edges fold over each other, scalloping like dragon scales over his body. Deep, aged, and amber eyes glare under his brass spangen helm. Large, intricate horns protrude from his head over his long silvery hair and armored neck.
By Paul S. O. N.2 years ago in Fiction