Young Adult
The Silversmith
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In fact, if the townspeople were asked if there were any dragons within a hundred miles, most would ridicule the idea or cross themselves against the magic and curse against tempting fate. This far south, so close to the border? Ludicrous. It didn’t do to imagine such things.
By EJ Ferguson4 years ago in Fiction
Betrayal of Dragons
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. They used to be trapped beneath the Earth in a mythical place called “Internal World”. That was their domain and the Earth is supposed to be ours. Until a deity with the name “Dhar Gurra” broke through to the internal world and unleashed hell on our land. “The dragons were first seen pouring out of the hole to the internal world like an oozing sickness.” This is what the elders of the valley say but of course, this is all just legend. No one truly knows how the dragons came to be. but I will make sure everyone knows that I, Faeryn Larkspur, vanquished them.
By Shyanne Hamilton4 years ago in Fiction
Feathers and Fire
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. But there were now. Fearsome, feathered beasts that could transform you into a puddle of melted skin and blood with one look into their eyes, so it had been told. They were said to be a green forest color that blended into the trees, and they could be completely invisible if they chose. And they always chose to be invisible. The girl watched silently, hoping, with a little fear, that her eyes would catch one in the distance.
By Keeleigh White4 years ago in Fiction
Los Angeles Dragons
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Well, considering the dragons we know now are over 1000 years old, there probably were. But we had no idea. We had no reason to believe they existed at all, certainly not in 2022, and most definitely not at the Archibald Creative Learning Center.
By Amber Grace4 years ago in Fiction
Gerontology of Flight
There weren't always dragons in the valley. In fact, there didn’t use to be many things there. No one even visited there, thanks to the multitudes of mosquitos that bred in the shade of the trees where no sun reached inside. There weren’t even a lot of animals that called it home. I only knew of it as a hiding spot, away from my step-father that criticized my entire existence and neglected everything outside of his arms’ reach of his recliner. Then, one day, while I was walking snuggled inside my hooded sweatshirt cocoon and pretending to be invisible, the dragons appeared.
By Holly Blank4 years ago in Fiction
Scarlet on Black
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. They had, in fact, been mostly forgotten by the inhabitants of the hamlet nestled within. There had always been unwitnessed danger — previously missing sheep suddenly appearing once again, eviscerated — and perhaps folk unexpectedly succumbed to wanderlust more often here than in other places (or at least this was the reasoning behind sudden disappearances of heretofore reliable persons), but ‘dragons’ were never a viable alternative to more simple, mundane explanations. No, fanciful creatures of yore were better suited as a rod for unruly children refusing their night-rest — a threat, a consequence. But the signs were there, and perhaps if they’d been heeded, what happened that fateful day could have been prevented; perhaps those involved would still be alive; perhaps a girl, full of guileless youth, would have been spared a lifetime of nightmares.
By Andrew Mescheder4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Rei
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Before my ancestors settled here, it was just like any other place. Lush and beautiful, but not magical. Men fought and died to claim the land on which we make our home now. It didn’t matter, in the end, which men won those long ago battles.
By Samantha Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Stolen Prizes
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley, you know,” Galin shouts as his sword slams down onto Yem’s. Yem puts all of his weight behind his own blade and pushes. The high-pitched metal-on-metal screech rings in both men’s ears. Galin’s sword slides off and he jumps back as Yem thrusts forward, bringing his weapon down in an arc over his head to strike. Galin barely manages to lift his sword to block the attack.
By Annalisa Vivona4 years ago in Fiction
A Kingdom of Embers and Nightmares
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Not until the Queen of Ikaria decided to become a conqueror and took over the lands that no human ruler had dared enter for a thousand years - Eldernell and the Wastes beyond them, also known as the Dragon Kingdom.
By Yordanka Yordanova4 years ago in Fiction
