Raquel Yarbrough
Bio
Someone said, "humans were never meant to keep their pain inside. Sing it, dance it, paint it, write it-whatever you do, just set it free. " That was the permission I needed. So, here I am....
Stories (3/0)
Harmony Once More
Prologue Long ago, in an ancient land called Tallen, there was the nicest dragon to ever live. His name was, King Tambo. King Tambo married Myia who became queen. The people of Tallen all loved King Tambo, and the King did a wonderful job leading his people. Humans and dragons lived in harmony. Together, they would fight the monsters that invaded the villages and protect each other. This all lasted until the King and Queen had a son called Urthal. He was a terrible dragon and yelled at everyone. He didn’t care what anyone thought. He was terrible to his parents, to the maids, and the guards. He would often steal things from grocers and the markets. It was his favorite thing to do. He practiced magic and worked on getting stronger. When he was finally strong enough, Urhtal killed his father but left his mother unharmed. He became king and welcomed monsters of all kinds into his kingdom. Urthal let them kill everyone. The became known as the Nightlings, and became his army. Some were pig zombies that walked like a human would. Large horns protruded from the sides of their heads. They were the masters of the swords and bow, and, with their Gowrows helping them, were even more powerful. The Trolls helped some, but only when needed. The Goat People, however, fled with the fairies and other creatures. The dragons, who had once lived in harmony with the humans, were now given one choice: serve Urhtal or die. Each month Urthal would send dragons to the villages in the middle of the night to take a child back to Urthal or eat them. The friendship and union that had once existed between the humans and dragons was no more. Some dragons were lucky and fled to hide before the king caught them. They were the only dragons that still tried to help the humans, but mostly met their demise after betraying Urhtal. A fortunate few made a quiet life for themselves, alone, hidden away deep in the forests…..
By Raquel Yarbrough2 years ago in Fiction
Expensive Soap & Broken Cycles
If you are a parent, you are more than likely well aware of the criticism that will surround any and every choice you make. There is a proponent and opposition to every possible facet of you parenting life. There is an "expert opinion" to agree or refute any action you put into play. Today's contestant-peaceful parenting.
By Raquel Yarbrough2 years ago in Families
Not Just A Day
My parents hated dogs. Probably about as much as they hated happiness. That's not to say that I had never had a dog. There had been times over the years of my childhood that something came over them, and they indulged. I know my first dog's name was Socks, but I remember neither what he looked like, nor what became of him. There were two sibling puppies one time-Sandy & Randy. The story there is the same. No real recollection- just names to something I know had existed. There was Blizzard, the Great Pyrenees with whom they were obsessed with because of his massive size and gentle temperament. He eventually got the mange, and I was told he just wandered away, although looking back now, I doubt that was the case. Then came Lila. They were all about getting this dog. Encouraging, talking it up. "Border Collies are so smart." "She will be a good dog." They liked that I had picked the name, "Delilah," as that was a "Biblical Name," and for whatever twisted reason, that carried some sense of importance and meaning to them. My last memory of Lila is of her being forced to wear a dead, rotting cat tied around her neck-my cat, Geoffrey- for weeks, because he had been killed, and she kept dragging him into the yard. So this was my father's solution. Pets were never around long enough to get very attached to. That is, until I was 16 years old, and a gift from my boyfriend became my closest friend who kept me through the darkest days & a cornerstone for my transition to adulthood.
By Raquel Yarbrough2 years ago in Petlife
