Keira Wattus

Joined February 2021

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The Lacertian Games
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley of Eramus. The Qarbor Mountains ensured the beasts remained on their side of the supposed dragonmade range that had risen from beneath the earth at the conclusion of the War and drawn a veritable line between human and dragon. For three decades, the only mingling involved captive aquadrakes born and bred for slaughter, until dozens escaped the farms.
By Keira Wattus4 years ago in Fiction
What is home to me, you ask
Home, to me, is not one person nor place Home is a feeling - home is safe Home is my fingers clanking on keys as I write Home is sitting with my family watching movies all night
By Keira Wattus4 years ago in Poets
Adelia's little black book of revenge
We lost the cops after five blocks. A record for Mikey, our Prius-obsessed getaway driver. Not just inconspicuous but also good for the environment, he liked to boast. Michael Galaphy, everyone—a conservationist and bank robber.
By Keira Wattus5 years ago in Futurism