Fantasy
The Phoenix Chronicles
Part 1 Ayalet sprinted into her parents bedroom with excitement oozing out of her. She jumped up and down on their bed as they both got ready for the day. Her mother stuck her head out of the bathroom, her blonde hair pinned back in curlers, “Happy birthday sweetheart. Is my nine year old girl excited for today?” Her mother's sea blue eyes sparkled at her with such deep love.
By Amberle LuzBelle4 years ago in Fiction
Walker in the Wood
Pyrrax awoke with a start, eyes darting around the wood. The Calarian red dragon swore he had heard the distinct sound of a twig snapping under the foot of an approaching creature. He stood, stretching his wings to their full span, then exhaled, producing a jet of steam from each nostril that danced and dissipated in the light of the full moon.
By D.P. Olson4 years ago in Fiction
Oracle
Slyfinor was gazing mindlessly into the seemingly endless sky. He could hear someone calling his name. He could hear, but he could not; It was too complicated to explain. The bird calls from high above were like a melody drifting down to his ears, dancing about his mind; concealing it from the outside world. His boot tapped the floor to match the rhythm of the jungle song. Yes, It was an unearthly noise, it was; buzzing, crowing, hooting, and then- Yes there it was! A loud roar.
By Jessica Phoenix4 years ago in Fiction
The Lion of Garatoth
The air of war surrounded me. Thousands of boots marching in sync produced an earthquake that rattled my very bones. Shouts mingled together into a raucous cacophony. Though I had no view out of my cramped tent, I could see the soldiers in my mind’s eye: smiling, backs straight, eyes forward. Confident.
By E.J. Robison4 years ago in Fiction
At Her Behest
The ground lightly vibrated for a long moment, not even hard enough to shake the leaves off trees. Yet still, the unnatural shadows hidden beneath the roots of a gargantuan oak wriggled and writhed before draining away like ink spilling in reverse. Two vertically slitted eyes made themselves known to the world upon the darkness’ egress, and soon from the crevice beneath the tree emerged a massive scaled form atop four clawed paws followed by a swishing tail. With a body crafted from the blackness between the stars by the very Heavens themselves, an Umbrial Dragon arose, then tapped a claw against the ground contemplatively.
By Fabian A. Ortiz Ramos4 years ago in Fiction
The Heart's Vengeance
It was the wailing that woke Obitus from his slumber. It was too far off for most to detect, but he was a dragon, and so his hearing–as well as his other senses–were heightened compared to many other creatures that haunted the Winderwood. It sounded like a very young voice, much in despair, located somewhere to the south of his thunder’s lair. It didn’t sound like it would make much more than a snack for himself or one of his family, but still he dragged himself up and stretched his wings anyway, taking flight to follow the cries of the little beast.
By Ruth Ann Reason4 years ago in Fiction
In the Nest
Gus heard talk of a creature that roamed the forest from a port village first. But most of the villages spoke of the creature. Some only spoke of one, but if you listened close enough to the stories it sounded more like there were about three or four that had been seen moving in the vast sea of trees that bordered the valleys villages. From the ocean, that presumably was past some of the trees, ships that came to port told of sightings of the great winged creatures as well.
By Abby Jacobsen4 years ago in Fiction
Hair and Heart of Flame
The dragon had destroyed larger villages, but none so quick as this one. She dove from the sky, roaring and blasting her fires across the thatch huts of the small houses. Three passes had been enough to set the whole town ablaze. Sheep and horses scattered along with the townsfolk that were not huddled in their homes.
By William Smith4 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of Zerno
The sky is grey. The wind, piercing cold. Zerno is perched atop Mount Finte. His eyes, fixed forward, onto the land below him. The beautiful lands of Gabarog. The beauty escaped him, however. Many times he had been here, but this was the first time he came alone. Alone. That's all he felt. In a land teeming with life and beauty, he felt alone. For he had lost his companion in life. His rider, Kino. A pain no being should ever feel.
By Khalid Hamadeh4 years ago in Fiction
Apprentice's Freedom
“I gotta hide! I gotta hide!” She thought to herself, “I can’t run forever.” Her breath was fast, her lungs burning, and her legs were aching. Everything around her was growing darker by the minute, yet she knew she couldn’t stop for a moment. Then, adding to her misery of already running away, her little brother started to kick and cry.
By Thavien Yliaster4 years ago in Fiction
The Allie
Good enough. Deciding I'm in a close enough area to the hunters' frequent sighting reports, I stop to set the bait. Casting a wary eye around the dark woods, I unsling my pack. Pulling out the dirty golem, I lay its inanimate form on the ground, examining it by moonlight. The golem, shaped to look like a toddler-aged boy, disgusts me. Its bland gray limbs are stuffed into ratty children's clothes. It's been rubbed down in grime and sweat and shit so it smells as if a child had been left alone for days out here.
By Dawson Bell4 years ago in Fiction
