Fantasy

Dragon Blood
There weren’t always dragons in the valley…at least not until I brought them here. The sun was coming up between the mountains, while a rolling mist danced on top of the lake. The two moons were still visible far off in the distance and the air was cool. The purple sky was always eye-catching in the early hours. The dragons were stretching their wings as they woke. Water sprayed from the backs of some of the ones that were bathing as they shook it off; causing fights among the young ones, who didn’t seem to approve of cold morning baths. The purple sky would fade into a pale orange in about an hour. That’s about the time they would take to the skies to find food and bring it back to the nests. They would return with small living creatures for the whelps, to help teach them the hunt. It was an amazing thing to watch, from a distance of course. You didn’t want to become their breakfast.
By Shannon Burger4 years ago in Fiction
Valley of Thorns
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Colt had just opened his Dragon History textbook, and that was the first sentence that really caught his eye.
By Brenna Williams4 years ago in Fiction
Under a Stone Sky
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. But as with any new aliti site, they flocked to it now in their thousands. Wings and spiny tails shaking with the wind, making the brushy slopes of the Urosai Vale look like a wheatfield in the dawn breeze at her back.
By Chris Spedding4 years ago in Fiction
From the Dragon's Shadow
There weren't always dragons in the valley, there were, however, the Zeltrys; an advanced yet ancient civilization of intelligent reptilian-like humanoids who've existed for many millennia. No one knows where they originated from, nor if there were others before them, but they most certainly did outlive them, as well as many, many more humanoid species; Peirrins, Baghlogs, Eledegens, Veriuns, Pheuys, Rhgerls and so forth...
By Maria Carino4 years ago in Fiction
The Amalgamation
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley!” read the poster stapled to the bus stop. Next to the text was a picture of a red serpent coiled around a cartoon dollar symbol. The little cartoon dollar had eyes that were rolled upwards, indicating that it was being choked by the serpent, who had a vicious snarl on their face and smoke coming out of their nostrils.
By Matt Holland4 years ago in Fiction
A World Without Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. At least, that’s what the Old Stories say. Linus was fond of the Old Stories. They told of a time before dragons, a time of a thriving, peaceful society. Where grand cities once littered the Valley, and paved roads stretched from one end of the Valley to the next. A time when people had a place they could call home. Of course, that was before the dragons.
By Shawn4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Stand
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But apparently now they’re here. According to the reports anyway, I’ve still yet to lay mine own eyes on a single one of these wretched creatures.
By K. Bensley4 years ago in Fiction
Kindred
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Historically, dragons are meant to be protectors of us mere mortals, but after the Deities’ Demise, they fell into a life of seclusion. This intrepid young reporter has never seen a dragon on their travels, but with more sightings every da–
By Jester Zielinski4 years ago in Fiction
Modern problems call for not so modern solutions
"There weren't always Dragons in the valley. Now there were at least two that people knew of," Alex thought to himself as he gazed down at his left hand, at the space where his middle finger should have been.
By Chris Santiago4 years ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Red Scarf
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. When I was a little girl, we had never even heard of such things. Back then, the hills were green in the spring and golden brown during harvest time. The rivers ran with water so cold and fresh, it was like drinking fresh snow. My friends and I would spend all day in the fields, playing between endless rows of wheat and corn. In summer, the branches of fruit trees would grow so heavy that even babies just learning to walk could grab a treat from them.”
By Matthew Pinkney4 years ago in Fiction
Rune
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Or selkies in the sea or pixies in the ponds. But they came, drawn to the magic of the Oracle, the slippery nature of fates luring magic seekers towards this sacred place of restoration and enchantment.
By Courtney Oliphant 4 years ago in Fiction
The Unraveling - Chapter 1
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. It was actually rare to see the majestic beasts descend from their mountainous lairs. Those who lived in the area were happy to be ignored by their enormous neighbors, even offering some of their livestock in order to keep the peace. For centuries the peace of Sinnifer Valley had been a lasting one, and then suddenly it had all changed. The locals spoke in hushed tones of their recent visitors from the League of Sorcery. The secretive order of sorcerers had arrived only days before the dragons had begun migrating into the Valley, so surely the League had some part to play in the sudden behavioral change of the fiery beasts. Yet no one was certain of the purpose of the League’s presence as they had laid claim to the very center of Sinnifer and then actively kept people away. A few brave - or perhaps foolish - souls had attempted to get past the League’s blockade. The first ones had returned whole but obviously under some sort of enchantment. Then the disappearances started.
By Mattias Nagy4 years ago in Fiction