Fantasy

Blue
(This is the first chapter of a book I've been working on hope you enjoy it) As Mateo stepped out of the bus he was greeted by the smell of sea salt in the air, mixed with carbon emission.
By Elian Perez4 years ago in Fiction
now we fly
Now we fly Change is the only constant. Chapter 1 There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. For many years we had lived without the mess and noise they constantly create. We had always known they lived in the high mountains, places that sane people never attempted to visit, but then only ten years ago, one landed in our village main square. We did not know at the time, but it was a female and was looking for a place to birth her young. She had left it too late to reach the mountain top her kind usually went to. Most of the village people reacted with fear, some even left to settle further away; one family even left the Valley altogether and sought shelter in the great plains, that vast open space when no shadows formed. How you could seek shelter in a place with no trees, no hills, nothing to give shelter; was beyond me but it shows the level of fear the dragon caused. Our chieftain sent messages to other villages in the Valley while we younger people started to show we were not afraid of a dragon. Actually, I am sure the rest were as afraid as I was, but we were all more afraid of showing fear, than of the beast itself. Getting near to the square we took in the wonderful colours that radiated from her scales, she lay quietly just gently breathing, with her wings folded over her back and her powerful rear legs curled up under her belly. Her neck was telescoped into her body and that fantastic head just rested on the ground, her eyes never closed but she showed no aggression and just lay silently at rest. I had never left the Valley, never even explored the smaller valleys where other villages had been built; I had been taught about how other groups lived in other valleys but ours was the first, the best and so always “the Valley.” My life was to change on the day the dragon landed.
By Peter Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Gwaine
PROLOGUE It was the beginning of summer and the sixteenth of Gwaine's life. He was the crown prince of the Belthamar kingdom and had felt dread at the prospect of being king one day after his father's life is claimed by the gods, it was something expected of him. But what if he did not want to be king?
By Andrew E. Martin4 years ago in Fiction
How Dragons Came to Hollywood
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. That’s not to say they hadn’t been there for so long most people have forgotten what life was like before. Nonetheless, there had been a time when the valley was free of dragons, a time before we humans answered to their every whim - fearing for our lives. A time when people didn’t even believe dragons existed. The poor fools. Had they known, maybe they could’ve prevented the dragons’ arrival.
By Jennifer Knighton4 years ago in Fiction
The Half-Breed's Penance
"There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Kai looked up at the mother and son riding in the wagon ahead of him. Cradled in her arms, the boy shook with visible terror, eyes locked on the sky for signs of trouble. He couldn’t have been older than four or five summers.
By Kelly Robertson4 years ago in Fiction
The Barren Land of Hellfire & Brimstone
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Hard to believe it now, but my mother, Kelsie, and my Aunt, Katie, grew up in San Fernando. They, like many children of Hollywood's elite, were twins born via surrogate, raised in a type of privilege most of us only know of by thumbing through old copies of celebrity style and gossip magazines. They were born before The Flare.
By Casey Hendrix4 years ago in Fiction
The Devil Said
This story is inspired by my grandmother, who died a few weeks ago. Don't worry she was resuscitated after a grueling 30 minutes or so. When she came too, she said she saw no bright lights at the end of a tunnel, nor did she see any of her family members welcoming her to the other side. This leads us to believe she might not be destined for heaven. I am not saying she is a terrible woman but sometimes....
By E. J. Strange4 years ago in Fiction
Hoard of Shadows
There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley, and frankly few knew what to make of their arrival. Until recently, dragons had been relegated to myth and legend across the world, but as of five years ago, they’ve spread everywhere. Even here in Roarin Valley. In most of the legends, dragons were fearsome beasts with leathery wings that soar, raining hellfire from above. And, maybe that was true once upon a time. But modern dragons share little with their mythological counterparts.
By Kevin Barkman4 years ago in Fiction
Carpathia
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But there were always unexplainable things. Things that can make you do the unthinkable.
By Em Koopman4 years ago in Fiction
Wyrmwood Seed
There weren’t always Dragons in THE VALLEY. In fact, until their arrival, no one had even considered the potentiality of their existence. I tell you this, so you understand that when they appeared, no one was prepared, nor did they know what exactly to do with them.
By K.T. Seto4 years ago in Fiction
The Army of Dragons
There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley. The Valley used to be a place of peace. A place of prosperity, vibrant colors, exotic creatures and above all love. The families worked together to till the land and protect that in which was given to them. It was a perfect piece of heaven. A place where compassion grew and grace was given. Divided into four kingdoms, that represented each element: water, earth, fire and air. There was one who reigned on high, over all the kingdoms, King Elyon. In the days of old, King Elyon walked amongst his people and told stories to their children as they all sat along the river bend. It was a time that Father remembered vividly, a twinkle would come into his eyes just before he would smile. Mother would sit at his side as he told us about King Elyon and the Battle of the Dragons. Sharing every detail of how he and mother had met and how they moved out of the place of chaos and darkness that the Dragons had brought to the Valley. It was a story that my brothers, sister and I could not ever hear enough. Father loved to share the many stories of King Elyon, Mother and how each of us came to be. Our favorite story, however, was the one about King Elyon and the Battle of the Dragons.
By Cherilyn4 years ago in Fiction
Valley of the Broken
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Old Master Rashan’s chair creaked as he leaned forward. He spoke near a whisper, like he was revealing a secret. As if he hadn’t told the story a thousand times to his captive audience of grandchildren.
By Violet Starling4 years ago in Fiction