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Dragonborne

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By ChristopherWritesPublished 2 years ago Updated 10 months ago 4 min read
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Ryhorn

Prologue

There weren't always dragons in the valley.

Once the children roamed free. Then, the great shadow fell over the plains. The fowl swam silently through the air, as Ryen followed, slowed by a heavy pale of water, she stumbled. Her eyes traced its ascent into the clouds. Her strength gave way. Before her pale reached the ground, the drakgon swooped to within a few feet of it and floated to the ground. Ryen froze.

The drakgon's eye quickened as it fell on her, and then on Ryhorn's sons who wrestled with each other. The villager's watched in silence. Ingegerd folded his wings and a gust of wind quivered the village rooftops. He reared himself and let out a deafening screech. The earth shook under his talons as they sank into the mud.

The air stirred, as shadows filled the sky. The shadows scurried over the village walls and doors. The drakgons perched themselves on the rooftops. At Ingregerd's approach, the villager's stumbled and fell backward. With a flick of his tail demolished a building. With another flick, he sent twelve men through the air. Their arrows bounced off his skin

Ingregerd's nostrils flared and his stomach glowed. He sucked in air, and then spewed out a wall of fire. The villagers scattered to their houses and to arms, as the drakgons rained fire on the village. Ryhorn burst onto the street, and slayed a nearby drakgon with a blow of his sword as it passed.

"The village has fallen!" a villager cried, as he was snatched into the air. Jorunn hurled a spear into a drakgon and it spiraled into the side of one of the houses and into the side of another building.

"Where to?" asked Jorunn to Ryhorn. He shoved Ryhorn out of the way of a wall of fire fell between them. Ryhorn raised his shield over his head, as a drakgon's talons clawed his shield.

"Underground! Where are my sons?" Ryhorn asked, his shield knocking a dragon to the ground.

"With the others."Jorunn said. A drakgon nearly took his head. He gathered the frantic villagers, yanking one by the shirt and shoving him towards the cellar. Ryhorn called for his sons. He took a spear, and hurled it into the air. It found its mark. The drakgon went limp, and its belly went dark as it fell to the earth. The eye of Ingregerd fell on Ryhorn. He lept from his resting place onto the street, stomach glowing white hot. His head lowered and craned, and he unleashed a fire that consumed entire buildings.

Ryhorn and Jorunn anchored against the town well, waiting for the inferno to pass.

"I think the big one is mad." Jorunn said.

"His breath is like the sun itself." Ryhorn replied.

Suddenly, it was quiet.

"He must be out." Jorunn said. Ingregerd craned again and unleashed a second wave of fire, that toppled five buildings on both sides of the well.

"We have to move." Ryhorn said, yanking Jorunn away from the well. Ryhorn felt himself being pulled into the air, as Ingregerd drew in a breath. Their hands covered their heads as Ingregerd unleashed another wave of fire over the tops of the buildings. Ryhorns shirt caught fire. Jorunn put it out as they ducked inside of a barn.

"Do you think he sees us?" Jorunn whispered. Ryhorn's eye peered through the slats of the barn door, but he saw nothing. Suddenly, they were sucked into the barn, and the crates in the barn, the straw and hay, levitated into the air. They fell to the ground and vaulted for the opposite door as the barn erupted into flames.

The barn was pulled from its foundation, and the burning pieces floated in mid air, as Ingregerd shoot out another burst of flames.

"To the cellar!" Jorunn said.

"He cannot reach my sons!" Ryhorn said, as he ripped the pendant from around his neck.

"Go!" He ordered. Jorunn wooden plank over the celler door.

"My Sons will avenge me," Ryhorn said, sword drawn. There was another burst of flames, and then there was silence.

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  • Mike Davidson2 years ago

    Hey Christopher, nice job! Who doesn't like a good dragon attack! :) One small little thing: it's a bit jarring to have them called dragons in the opening line, then drakgons in the rest of the story. But no big deal. Hope you'll consider reading my entry, the Beggar Queen. Best, Mike https://vocal.media/fiction/the-beggar-queen

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