Fantasy
Dragons of Ash Valley
There weren't always dragons in the valley. Or maybe there were and we just didn’t know it. It was only a few years ago that Della Frye and her sister Bonnie had seen one land in the clearing near the edge of Cardstone Forest. Della was around eighteen at the time and Bonnie just thirteen. They’d been gathering whatever it is that girls gather in the forest, and felt the earth shake as the monster hit the ground. Bonnie had, unfortunately been visible from the clearing. Although from Della’s statement on the incident, Bonnie’s scream of terror most certainly would have alerted the dragon to her presence. In a matter of moments the dragon was on top of her, pinning her small form to the ground with its front claw that was as big as a cow. Bonnie’s screams hadn’t lasted long. They were silenced as a sharp talon as long as my forearm pierced her throat. According to Della, her sister’s body twitched for a few moments as her life’s blood soaked the earth beneath her.
By Nola Bastin4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon's Gambit
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Not that there was anyone alive who remembered that. That was the problem with human memories. They were so short. A few thousand years and it seemed all was forgotten. As far as their histories were concerned, the dragons had always been there. They are great celestial creatures, said one faction. They were terrible beasts, said another. Generations of scholars had debated over matter, much to the dragons’ amusement. They were gods! They were demons! They were creators of the world, they were destined to destroy it. They were a curse, they were a blessing. None could wholly agree on their nature, though that last one was perhaps the most… accurate.
By Al'mahn Wilson4 years ago in Fiction
Awakened
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Not until that fateful night… The full moon had risen high above the trees. Three figures stood in its pale glow, deep within the forest. They did not move; they hadn’t for hours. Covered in long black cloaks, hoods over their heads, they looked like shadows turned to stone. Crickets chirruped, echoing in the darkened wood, but the figures stood as silent as the trees, waiting.
By Lauren Triola4 years ago in Fiction
Black Dragon Conqueror
There were not always dragons in the Valley. In fact, just yesterday, it was empty except for woodland-prairie creatures like bunnies and deer. Now, however, the deer had evacuated, and the bunnies hid. The black dragons have been gathered here.
By Nicole Hewitt4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Born
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. At least, that is what this game's legend said. Is it really still a game? Countless people have died and not come back. Rumor is they simply found a way to log out or maybe since they died in-game in order for this to happen, they have moved on in the real world. I don't want to believe it, but I am not going to take the chance. I stuck to leveling up my forging and scribe skills instead of my actual level for the two years that I have been playing. My combat level is 25. But my two still levels are at what the previous max was which was 125. I heard that if I max them out again I would be able to make raid drops. Imagine how much money I could get from the higher-level players.
By NaturalFireWave - Tashaniel Swango4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Lore
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. At least not according to the ancient texts. They've been around longer than I, longer than anyone alive today, for that matter. For a time we only knew what happened from the stories that were handed down from one generation to the next. The Legends of the Old World they called them. We didn't believe them at first, they sounded too fantastical to be true, too unrealistic, like someone with an overactive imagination and starved of attention had too much time on their hands. But then we started finding the shrines. Then we started finding the truth. They didn't just appear, we didn't just find them, didn't stumble upon them hidden in the caves or the mountains, deep in slumber. No. We were greedy. We were evil. We were hungry for power and control, and in our desperation we did something truly horrible. We created them.
By Ian Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
The Smoke Trials
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. At least that is what I have been told, but they’ve been there as long as I can remember. I am a member of the Drais clan. The Drais is not the largest or the wealthiest of the clans, but we are brave, strong and formidable warriors.
By Drake James4 years ago in Fiction
The Labyrinthian Valley
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The hope, of course, was that there would be today. It was a stretch, but there were still some living dragons, and the two companions had traveled the Valley for only a day at this point. There was plenty more to search.
By David Kopper4 years ago in Fiction
