Adventure
The Renegade Saga
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley, laying waste to the fields and seizing all the wealth they could wrap their talons around,” the radical called out to the crowd of eager listeners gathered before him, a trace of desperate fervour in his voice. Dangerous words, Mae thought to herself as she strolled past the young agitator on her dapple grey steed, Nymph. Dangerous words.
By William Whooley4 years ago in Fiction
The Map is Wrong
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. They have to be invited in, you see. And who in their right mind would ever want to invite Dragonkind into a prosperous, Human-Populated Land Since Time Immemorial? At least that's how Da always put it, I don't use words that big. But Da always talked about this being a human place, with human-sized stuff, and now we have to build all these things like twice as big for dragon size. Unless we like standing outside in the rain, and then what's the point?
By Meredith Harmon4 years ago in Fiction
Among the Living
Chapter One: Awakening the Beast “There weren't always dragons in the Valley.” The words echoed from the darkness, ragged and breathless. Elora's pulse quickened, and her grip tightened on the hilt of her Ghoststrike blade. She could barely make out the shape of the figure just beyond the dim light of the fire.
By Ramina Arce4 years ago in Fiction







