Fantasy
Dragon Blaze
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley.” The statement had often been whispered by the elders to eager children behind closed doors, trailing from house to house like a gust of hope in our dark and barren land. The words echoed in the long-quiet cavernous ears of those who had long forgotten to dream, the ears of those who no longer found purpose in eyes alight with fantasy when they had children to keep out of the ground.
By Bianca Jeanette4 years ago in Fiction
New Fantasy Fiction Challenge Prologue
There weren't always dragons in the valley. The mystics say the dragons came because we stopped offerings and sacrifices to our gods. The warriors say the dragons came because we let down our defenses and stopped honoring the fallen dead. Some scholars say the dragons are the result of disharmony among the clans of the north. The only thing that matters is that the dragons have returned.
By Brian Walker4 years ago in Fiction
The Wormholes of IO
There weren't always dragons in the valley, the sea wasn't full of Kaiju, and the mountains belonged to the goats before the Giants showed up. The world that would come to be known as IO was just an untamed wild forest planet, similar to terrain found on earth, full of perfectly normal animals that lead ordinary everyday lives. Sure the trees were always pan-dimensional beings that would whisper hints about the future, but are you sure that earth trees don't have that in common.
By Phillip Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Beautiful Maighdean
The Song of the Beautiful Maighdean There weren't always dragons in the Valley, but today Bertin was not afraid of these fierce creatures. The unseen guardians of the Path were way more dangerous for the young fellow, just starting his wizarding training.
By Nelly Shulman4 years ago in Fiction
Dragons in the Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. The elves had to make a drastic decision to save them before they were all hunted down. Outside the Valley, the dragons had been ruling the skies for 1000s of years. The dragons were beautiful and majestic as they flew over the lands. They had a variety of colors, shapes, and wingspans. Most were a golden brown or burnt yellow. Occasionally, you would see a red or even a blue dragon but the rarest of them all was the black dragon. Dragons weren't massive creatures either. They averaged about 25 feet in length, including tail, with a wingspan of 50 feet. Though they are playful and harmless, they are not to be trifled with when you mess with someone they love.
By Michael Noon4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Valley
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Gerit said interrupting Malia’s story. Grabbing a nearby stick he began stoking the small fire bringing new embers to life. Slightly lifting his head, Gerit looked across the smouldering pit with his one good eye and caught the young red headed girl tilting her head to the side and glaring disapprovingly.
By Ryan Mortimer4 years ago in Fiction
Valley of Bones
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. In fact, if I’m going to be perfectly honest, there still aren’t. I just have always thought that would be an epic first line to an epic fantasy; There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Notice that “Valley” is capitalized. That’s because, around here, there’s really only one. This is it. The one valley. The Valley.
By Abigail Penhallegon4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Dance
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. A cold shiver ran down Kota’s spine, despite the warm sun shining. There’s no such thing as dragons, she reassured herself. She could see clouds forming in the distance and could smell rain on the air. Sunshine and rain at the same time means the dragons are having their dances. She shrugged her pack higher on her shoulders, said aloud, “Paper Drama,” for reassurance and kept walking.
By Lori Araki4 years ago in Fiction
