Adventure

The Midnight Train
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Or ever, for that matter. That, and the midnight train was an age-old staple of far away factory supplies being moved to and fro. These were two pillars of absolute truth that I held in my mind when moving to the Valley that, in fact, were entirely false.
By Madeline Kiley4 years ago in Fiction
The Kinkiller
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. By the time Tarren was done, there wouldn’t be anymore. He’d promised that to himself so many times that he had started to believe it. But Frear Valley was dozens of miles away, and he’d have to win control of the clan before he could think about the dragons. That’s what The Delmoot was for.
By Ben Jericho4 years ago in Fiction
Circle of the Elder Flame
There weren't always dragons in the Valley; the coven of witches that summoned them all burned to ash so not much can be known, but they have made it their home. No one is quite sure why they brought the dragons, and there aren’t any elders around to ask. Those that didn’t die in the fiery breath of the dragons abandoned magic and fled; something the elders did right was making it so the dragons could never leave Dustdenn. I don’t know what the name of the town used to be; I have known it as Dustdenn since I could talk. It used to be a beautiful valley, once green and shrouded by redwoods and sequoias, now nearly barren and black. The mountains that surrounded the valley are snowy and almost impassible, except by a narrow winding road. I’m one of the only practicing witches left in the coven, or at least the most talented. My mother told and taught me as much as she could before she died. Her name was Celeste and she was a great witch, but my magical prowess surpasses hers that’s one of the reasons she thought I could be the one to send the dragons away. She gave me the name of one of the greatest elders in our coven, Melusina, hoping it would imbue me with the power of the elder, and I guess it did. I’m practically by myself just researching and scouring old books for clues on why or how they summoned the dragons, but today I found something interesting, the name of the coven, of my coven, is Circle of the Elder Flame. Seems kind of silly to me since all the elders died in a circle of fire. Tonight I’m going to attempt to hike through the mountains and find the alter where the summoning took place in hopes of finding some clues that can help me achieve the goals my mother set for me.
By Buddica4 years ago in Fiction
Dragomire
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In fact, before humans had befriended the once mythical beautiful creatures, they were feared beasts to be slain. The legends behind the dragons were mighty and fearsome to most people. But it didn't take long for the beautiful creatures to become friendly towards the human residents of the Valley. Humans used to hunt dragons back in the days. As they were fearsome deadly creatures to most human beings.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Fiction
Her Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. There was a time where the valley was full of light and life, void of the darkness that comes with dragons.
By Kristen Marie4 years ago in Fiction
Era's End
Prologue ----- There weren't always dragons in the Valley. When the Camberbound clerics stumbled across the Valley, it had none of the poisonous or carnivorous plants that were so prevalent on the rest of the Ghir'ar continent, no venomous or carnivorous animals, not even any biting insects.
By J Shea Forrest4 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Time
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. In fact, it wasn’t until this moment, looking down from the cliffside, that I had ever seen a dragon. I had heard of them and seen sketches in textbooks. Heard about them from friends and teachers who had left our valley, but I had never seen one.
By Mychaila A. Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Into the Valley
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. To be more specific there were never dragons in the valley. But that doesn’t stop Benji from waking Uncle Bob at four in the morning shouting “There are dragons in the valley!”
By Dan West4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon's Den
There weren't always dragons in the valley. Yet, now that it was full, it was a breathtaking and heartbreaking view. Dragons of every color and variety were nestled in every crevice – stretched out under every shaded grove. They darted through the skies, flying across to the mountains that lined the valley or swirling down to bathe, drink, or fish in the large lake below. While hundreds of dragons were seen glittering under the high sun, seemingly content in their own business, none of them were aware of the figure watching them from a distance.
By Lucia Hart4 years ago in Fiction
SkyWard
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley, Where text blacker than time writ on dark stone Keeps whispered words t’ward a sung finale
By Becky Evans4 years ago in Fiction
The Elvor Tales
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. The golden, magnificent creatures were respected in the peaceful realm of Elvor. They kept to themselves and did not threaten the civilians who wandered into their territory, unless they posed a threat. Then, their intense fire would wreak havoc on those who disturbed their land.
By Sally Tindall4 years ago in Fiction
Pilgrim
There weren't always dragons in the valley, and it seemed there were no longer. There had been a town, nestled between the breast of the mountains, where a small contingent of humanity had thrived. Lives lived in bliss, dying at old ages and birthing children who fished from the blue mirror of lake to the south. Only taking what was necessary for survival and gratefully returning the little they could to the Earth that had blessed them.
By Sean Bass4 years ago in Fiction