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Destiny's Rider
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Brenn Half-Blade, wood elf swordsman, could scarce remember a time where there were not though. However this was before the Great Calamity of twenty summers ago, during the Magi War which had wreaked havoc the world around. Dragons, as much as they could be given how territorial they were, had been fairly plentiful. In fact, they had strived to build lasting relationships with the villages and cities in their territories, and in exchange for acting as protectors of a sort, would be supplied food for their bellies and gifts for their hoards by the grateful people who lived therein. Brenn remembered the wise old green dragon who had protected his village of tree elves with sad fondness.
By brandon vonseggern4 years ago in Fiction
I am Strong
I am not most people, I am not who I am because of what you want me to be. I am not the world's image of perfect, a mirror of others desires to be shattered whenever I fall out of conformity. I am a concrete wall, solid and indestructible; made ugly in the eyes of society because I stand out and refuse to bow down to their mediocrity. I have cracks and I have pits, but there's nothing wrong with it. These are marks of my character, proof that I have weathered life's brutal storm. I am my own form.
By brandon vonseggern4 years ago in Poets
