Calvin Hatch
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Summer in Abaddon
We ran. As fast as we could. Clinging to the stolen watermelons never thinking to look back. I started to cramp immediately but did not dare to stop. A frenzy of emotions was fizzing inside of each of us, a stick of dynamite ignited and set off with this impulsive act of thievery. Adrenaline came out on top in the fight for control, effortlessly squashing the fear of being caught. We were with our friends and the moon was the only one watching.
By Calvin Hatch4 years ago in Confessions
The Age of Fog
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Before the First Age, the natives ruled this land. But then the dragons came, ushering in The Age of Blood, where great battles resulted in innumerable deaths. The Age lasted for centuries, but eventually, an uncertain peace was formed. The natives having retreated to the coastlines, let the dragons be, and in turn the dragons did the same. The peace ended in a most unexpected way. The Age of Blood became The Age of Blight, for the dragons got sick and their flesh started to rot. It wasn’t long before the natives could retake the land that was once theirs. Everything but the far end of the Valley. Legends tell of the last dragon, a Rotted King that lives deep in the Valley, enshrouded in fog. Whoever ventures into this fog will be consumed and his flesh will be used to replace what the King has lost. To this day the Valley Deep lies undisturbed. Waiting to be welcomed back to the world.
By Calvin Hatch4 years ago in Fiction
