Fantasy
Harbinger. Runner-Up in The Fantasy Prologue.
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. At least, that’s what my mother told me. And when I remember her words, I smell her scent – vanilla and citrus – and I hear the soft crackle of oak on our hearth. She loved to tell stories. That one was her favorite.
By James Farrell4 years ago in Fiction
Changling Seas
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The Valley came and went, you see. It was a nebulous thing, as all of the deep ocean is. The area above the deep-sea trench known as the Valley wasn’t a valley as we know it on the land. Well, not until you sink deep beneath the waves, past schooling fish and flowing seagrass and banks of coral. There, the ocean floor descended into a deep crevasse, lower than anything else at that latitude. The Valley.
By Hillora Lang4 years ago in Fiction
Fire in the Valley
Chapter 1 There weren’t always dragons in the valley. The Great Valley, once home to the main waterway between the Fortuna Lake to the west, and Angels Lagoon to the east. It was the great divide between the ocean and the earth. Salt water became fresh, and the riverbed turned from sand into beautiful rich soil, from which much of our food was grown and traded to us by the mir-people that resided in the river’s depths.
By Logan Price4 years ago in Fiction
Legend of the Dragonlords: First Saga: The Dragonslayer's Tale
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. That's what old Rigel said, but old Rigel also said inhaling the fumes off a wizard's trash pile would give you magic powers and all it really did was give Flick a weird headache and diarrhea.
By Chris Wichtendahl4 years ago in Fiction
