Becca Johnson
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The Dragon Riders
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. The valley was a peaceful place, green grass grew along the bank of the river that split the land into two sides. Wild flowers grew sporadically in the area, filling the air with their sweet perfume. A small village sat nestled along the left side of the river.
By Becca Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow House
Snow covered the rolling hills surrounding a lone farmhouse. The faded and chipped yellow paint standing out like a beacon. The only other color in the area was the faded red barn behind the house. Smoke rose from the chimney of the house into the air. The sounds of the various animals in the barn were the only thing breaking the peaceful quiet. Marie sat in her favorite rocking chair near the window that looked out into the empty hills.
By Becca Johnson5 years ago in Families
