Adventure
Silverwings and Small One
I have never in my life liked humans, or human children; a fact that still stands true today. Humans are filthy, loud, disgusting creatures, and their offspring are even louder and filthier. It is for this reason that I chose my Dwelling-Place as far from humans as possible. My forest was once a calm, quiet place; filled with fatted deer good for hunting, and clean, clear water for drinking and swimming in. I very much like the water, as it cools my scales when my Spark grows too hot. If I had it my way, I would curl up in the bottom of my Pool and lie there forever... but Small One would never allow it.
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Fiction
The Boy, The Beetle, The Burning (Chapter 1, Draft 1)
Ancient bones hold strong, despite the pains brought by dropping barometric pressure. It was a cool day, which he did not like. He had just eaten and needed the heat to help his digestion. Mist kissed his keeled, mottled scales and wove through the woods. Something was in the air. Something else.
By Elisabeth Balmon4 years ago in Fiction
Songs Forbidden
Songs Forbidden Chapter 1: Chaos When you’re young, it’s easy to believe things have always been as they are and will remain as such, for all of eternity. Yet, eventually the god of change comes for us all, teaching us that nothing was ever or will ever be stable. Stability is an illusion, a delusion of mortal creatures.
By Rebecca Keene4 years ago in Fiction








