The Trials of White Scale
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Welcome, to the realm of the Roake Dragon! In our world, dragons are born with white scales to protect them. Our story follows Konin, a young 'White Scale', and his family through a series of deadly trials, in this coming-of-age epic.
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Trial Three: The Master Dragons
Trial Three: The Master Dragons Three Suns Later A well rested Konin runs ahead to meet his friends. His mother Marobi and father Kyro follow leisurely. The young dragon steps beyond the shadow of the rock. Warmth of the sun feels fresh against his scales, it’s been days now, since Konin has been outside of the cave walls. Ahead, he spot Yendri and Arathid wresting in the sand. Yendri’s father Yuritahnan cheers him on. Arathid’s father Stone King Arathad chuckles as they watch the young boys skirmish. Konin eagerly jumps into the action pinning himself between his friends.
By The Trials of White Scale3 years ago in Fiction
Trial Two: The Awakening
Trial Two: The Awakening. One Moon Later. Marobi, lies in the warm wool lined den. The den, now a comfortable little place, reminding her of their home at Yetlam’s Rock. She scratches at the limestone wall and imagines the smell of the chimneys which always burnt at the tall cliff towers. Her eyes close and she can see the gentle sway of the field’s white flowers and the animals that grazed there. Marobi finds herself at peace in the caves with the sound of young white scales playing. A certain type of laughter echoes through the rock pillars and stalactites. She recognizes her son’s giggle and smiles everytime she hears it, imagining his grin and baring his pointy little baby teeth.
By The Trials of White Scale4 years ago in Fiction
Trial One: The Hatching Grounds
Trial One: The Hatching Ground. The two dragons, Kyro and Marobi lay sprawled in the darkened sand. They hold, close, a damaged egg. A vessel for their unborn child. They both speak soft prayers in light of the purple moon. It’s been hours now; the sand brings an unnatural warmth to their bellies, a welcome comfort in the frigid morning air. Marobi has gone with little sleep, Kyro’s wounds still ache. Then something pouring into the valley overcomes the two, a familiar aura pulls at their bones. Dragons from all around returning to the Hatching Ground.
By The Trials of White Scale4 years ago in Fiction
