Fantasy

The Visions of Theo
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” This was what my father whispered after my latest episode. This one was not pretty. I had a violent seizure and collapsed in the garage while leaving for school that morning. My father had found me after he came home from work. I was curled up in a ball, cold and unresponsive, lying on the concrete floor. My father always found a way to rescue me. He always did.
By David Lee4 years ago in Fiction
Flying Endurance
There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley. And I didn’t always fear for my unborn child’s life. The Valley used to be an isolated area, with lush, blooming vegetation during the Sol Moiet – when the sun rose high and graced the Valley with growth – surrounding the deep caves within the mountains that provided protection during the Gelid Moiet – when the sky showered the ground with waves of white rain. Two large mountains, the istral and the extral, cut through the middle by the wide river Xeytis, were home to my people and the Village the gods birthed for us millenia ago.
By Muchtar Suryawan4 years ago in Fiction
The Beggar Queen
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. From atop the driver's seat of a sorcery-propelled wagon, Cole "Silverhand" Thompson stole a glance at the sky -- where a dozen black-winged, serpentine dragons twisted and dove in the crisp, winter air over what had once been the San Fernando valley and greater Los Angeles.
By Mike Davidson4 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Summer
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Not that it mattered now. Adrienne stood in her once-elegant coronation gown, frozen, as the boulder she had attempted to scramble up unfolded into a drake. His massive body slithered around until he stood on four legs, his tail disappearing into the trees on the far side of the clearing. His bulky wings balanced on his gnarled back. The great beast towered over his newly discovered treasure and dwarfed the trees surrounding the meadow. The dragon opened his mouth, displaying a cavity large enough for the princess to stand up in, and breathed his coal breath onto her face with a guttural hiss. The heat transferred to Adrienne confirmed his identity; Erobern, the fearsome fire drake that terrorized Erste these past months, stood before her.
By Autumn Tracy4 years ago in Fiction
Offerings
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. The tiny paper creatures had flocked to this part of Remma as if they were drawn to the countryside like migratory birds. Mylin knew that wasn’t the case, however. One could say she had studied the things a little too closely by this point.
By JP Harris4 years ago in Fiction
The Witches Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Dragons were creatures of myth and legend that lived long ago. Now in 2022, 2 years after the pandemic that brought the world to a grinding halt for months, the death toll of the newest plague is over 15,000,000 and still going. Covid-19 has changed the world in thousands of ways.
By Wendy Hons-Washburn4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon-Kin
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. The legends tell that the ancient people worshipped them long ago, before they left Taleria to return to their home atop mount Rumuthu. A mountain said to stand so tall that the clouds rumble in envy as it’s peak breaches through the very edge of our skies. And this is why it is said that that the universe can hide no secret from a dragon’s gaze, for their eyes have witnessed the true light of our stars. After the millennia, however, most now took these tales to be nothing more than bedtime stories told to children. That was until now. It was one week passed since the people of Taleria paused in awe, as the sun cowered behind mighty dragon wings. Like mountains upon their back, their wings reached out across the visible sky, and the winds clapped like thunder with every powerful thrust. Like a veil of the opaquest black they cloaked the land, leaving no features visible to the astonished viewers excepted the monstrous scale of wing and claw. Indeed, the houses shook, and the seas smashed as they made their descent into the great valley. The people of Taleria have since been far too frightened to dare approach within leagues of this place. And the dragons have not once been seen again since entering the deep rift, covered by the walls of the surrounding cliffs. But what the people of Taleria do not know, is that this was not their first arrival.
By Joey McDermott 4 years ago in Fiction
A Court of Judgement
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Knowing this it feels quite odd to be discussing one's fate. I look below before me at the short gentlemen. He doesn't look as if he could harm a fly. He stares right back up at me, emerald slitted eyes reminding me of my cats. His soft features gentle the expression on his face, I'd say he looks furious, but I'd be lying. Though I'm sure he's attempting to glare it is coming off as nothing more than a pout. Rosy cheeks and skin no different from mine, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between him and a human boy. Well except for those eyes, I'd know those eyes anywhere.
By Francis4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Queen
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. However, that changed 16 years ago. Like every other supernatural creature here, they came to live out their last days in Vallis Mortis, The Valley of Death. You see, the creatures that call this place home are the very last of their kind, unable to birth new life. That’s what happens when the Royal Timekeeper line of a species dies out. The rest of the species follows suit, unable to produce new life.
By Khrystal Palmer4 years ago in Fiction
The Shield Maiden and the Dragon Tamer
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. There had been no need for such fantastical creatures in the kingdom of the Fae. Hidden from the world of men, surrounded by a massive mountain range on three sides whose peaks stretched beyond the clouds, it was a realm unlike any the world had ever seen.
By Felix Alexander4 years ago in Fiction
The Curse of Khaisea
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The first one arrived one hundred blue moons ago. His name was Zaemmeorth, but more commonly called Icebreath, because he came during the coldest and longest of winters.
By Kiersten Kelly4 years ago in Fiction
The Seven Sisters
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. There weren’t always goblins, tricksters, or monsters under the bed. There was no plague, no famine, and certainly no natural disasters. Like many tragedies, all of these evils were brought on by someone hoping to seek revenge. A wrong was done and they were looking to correct it. People do crazy things when they lose someone they love.
By Jessica Daniliuk4 years ago in Fiction