Adventure
Dragons and Dragonflies
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Walker jerked his head up and dug his finger into his tickled ear. Then he turned to face the intruder who had aroused him with his buzzing whisper. It was a large black dragonfly with white-tipped wings which moved so quickly they didn’t appear to be moving at all. Walker stared intently at him and waited for him to speak again.
By Leah Vermillion4 years ago in Fiction
On Dragon's Wings
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley.” That’s the line, the one line that starts a million conversations. No matter where you are, a tavern, a street vendor’s stall or sitting around a campfire, whenever the subject of dragons comes up that’s the line everyone always starts with. But is that truly the case? I mean, how do we know there weren’t always dragons in the valley? Not like any of us can remember that far back, not that there are any living humans who were alive back then to remember. The only ones who can are the dragons themselves since they live nigh on forever; not that any of the really old ones are around and talking. Oh I’m sure they’re still alive somewhere - probably lounging about without a care in the world while the rest of us are struggling to survive til the next day.
By Ari Safari4 years ago in Fiction
Looking for Afkar
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Many moons ago Kiblots inhabited the flourishing terrains of Eazeville. Thriving in an oasis with the freshest water full of orange whale fish and luscious native berries, these little purple intellects traded with the Gorians— a strong tribe living around the perimeters of the valley—in exchange for defense from the Mantlers.
By Andrea Abbott4 years ago in Fiction
Soul Tribes
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley” my sister Tisha mumbled under her breath. “Huh? Girl what are you talking about? And what does that have to do with me seeing actual fairies or whatever those little flying creatures were?!” “Maggie you remember growing up… mom would tell us stories about how the world is full if magic and that our family is a very important apart of that world. She told us that one day when we least expected it it would be shown us.” Tisha always believed in the fairytale world and I did too when were little kids but I’m 15 now and she is 11; we are getting a little old for those stories….so I thought. “Tisha I still don’t understand the dragon valley thing…. What does dragons flying in the valley have to do with magic or the things that I saw?” “Well Maggie if you remember correctly, mom told us that there’s always magic all around us. But we can’t see it, remember she said there could be dragons flying around us right now, but mankind has made us forget over the years where we came from. And all I’m saying now Maggie is that maybe it’s time for us to fulfill our destiny and really figure out where we came from and what part was supposed to play and discovering this magical world.” I just shook my head and laughed until Tisha that reminded me so much of mom. But what I could tell Tisha was that when mom died all the magic that I had in me died with her. My World went dark the day I found out our mother was gone. I love Tisha and I don’t wanna take the magic and light away from her so I continue indulge her fantasies.
By Shauna Hopkins4 years ago in Fiction
Above the Ashes
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley…” Just days before he died, this was how my father had started to reveal the truth to me behind the mysterious Before. We had made camp on Kindle Valley’s border, among great redwood trees that provided shelter from the great winged beasts. Beasts that now slept on the flat grassy basin not more than a hundred yards from us.
By Nicholas Sparkman4 years ago in Fiction
Starfall
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. As a matter of fact, there hadn’t always been a Valley. Looking down from a perch high up in the ruins, Æric could barely remember that time. He’d only seen 6 summers when the star fell, and they were setting up for the 10th Starfall celebration at the end of summer. Could it really be 10 years already?
By Richard Nesbitt4 years ago in Fiction
Tock and the Second Sounding: Excerpt from Chapter 1
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Spawned seemingly from nothing, with arched tectonic wings and throats warbling creation, they brought with them the Sounding and with it the Valleyfolk rose anew from the magick that seeped into the very earth beneath their feet.
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Fiction
