Fantasy
The Quest for Salusar
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But one thing one was for certain: the children weren't allowed to go there. The elders warned us that the dragons were not friendly to our kind, and that venturing into the valley on our own would lead to dire consequences.
By Jeff Hayward4 years ago in Fiction
The Grey Siren
There had not always been dragons in the valley. But that was because most people did not understand what dragons were. As I staggered through the noisy camp I wondered whether Karrigan had understood the truth. It was doubtful, because if he did know, then this whole affair of poisoning me made him a colossal fool.
By Ruan Minear4 years ago in Fiction
The Core of Love and Lies
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Many are too young to remember living there, and those born after the evacuation never knew it at all. Parents, grandparents, and great grandparents keep the stories alive, stories from the times before the mountain erupted and the dragons emerged.
By Rooney Morgan4 years ago in Fiction
The Stolen Prophecy
There were not always been dragons in the valley. Or, more accurately, they were not always awake. One only had to look at the huge, crumbling holes torn in the valley walls to know that there had been hundreds in the course of human history. Technically it was incorrect to call the valley, a valley. It had not been created by any river or long melted glacier; it was a gouge cut into the earth when the first dragon, Northstar, had fallen from his constellation into the ground. It had taken about one hundred years for the meteoric flesh to sublimate and birth the first rocky giant, but since then, whenever a cluster had appeared, the occasion had always been regarded as portentous.
By Ruan Minear4 years ago in Fiction
The Tour of Dragonvale Falls
"There weren't always dragons in the valley. In fact," the old guide pulled off his rickety spectacles, huffed onto the glass, and rubbed them with a loose fold of his grey robe. "There, that's better," he muttered as he reinstated them on his long nose. "Now where was I?"
By Carl G. Lilley4 years ago in Fiction
The Misadventures of Lady Fortune
“There weren't always dragons in the Valley.” His deep, accented voice penetrates through Isabel Yaci’s thoughts like a shiv – sharp and swift enough to have her drop the very book that was titled ‘Dragon in the Valley’ to the ground.
By Oneika Williams4 years ago in Fiction
Do Not Open Under Any Circumstances
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. There weren’t always halflings who went on adventures, either. All that had changed quite recently. Kamdyn had no idea where the old book had come from, but she knew it was the source of her problems. Up until two days ago, everything had been perfectly fine.
By EJ Baumgardner4 years ago in Fiction
Serpent in the Ice
There were not always dragons in the valley. The chronicles told stories of conquests, full of the boasting of long-dead kings who had seen to it that any dragon entering the slopes about the river Hjallron, was grounded. Pushed back into the icy northlands, the huge creatures had been hunted aggressively, and it was the Rimebreaker kings who had taken this, the greatest valley for the dominion of men. For forty years that security had held.
By Ruan Minear4 years ago in Fiction
PRIMÆVAL
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. In the days before eons were known, when time was green and yet to bloom, all lands were one on the face of the earth. When tribes of men began to master wild-like things, and to forge, they came. Great wyverns, ravenous in all their forms, moved through the waters of the deep, and in the midst of the fog of the wood. Whether they were shadows sent up from the sea or out of realms beyond the stars, who could tell? Yet when skies grew dark and storms appeared, men woke from their dwellings in terror to find the primæval jaws before them – open.
By Jonathan Blair4 years ago in Fiction
