Fantasy
The Remainders
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Anthony Tucker pulled his black cloth cloak closer as he reminisced. Tonight, his memories were about his youthful aspirations in another valley filled with silicon chips, people biking to work, computer code, and electric cars. Hard to imagine that where he now crouched was barely ninety miles north of there.
By Delaney Howard4 years ago in Fiction
Tainted Steel
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. There weren't always hordes of fowl-twisted creatures marching under their decaying wings. There weren't always the corpses of valiant knights lining every inch of this desolate place; glistening red of their blood drizzling from once vibrant green blades of grass. Once this opening between massive giant mountains was the entrance to the most bustling city in the kingdom. Now, littered with death and evil, it was nothing but a prelude to the inevitable terror and woe to come. Nightfiends, sadistic monstrosities of a hellish plane, had torn through to our world, snuffing out all embers of life just as countless elven prophecies had foretold. We should have listened, but instead we claimed ignorance, embraced safety in our knights and magic, this we would all soon regret; nothing now could save us. Mindless they march forth, decaying flesh forming terrifying raptorial tissue that protruded their hideous forms and trailed behind their unnatural hobbling; with each rot-infested step groans of monstrous agony escape their demonic faces of sagging skin. Each one, held together by different combinations of grafted appendages, clambered over the crimson-soaked steel of their recent victims, their unruly form reflecting from the glistening sea of gore they had birthed.
By John Beckett4 years ago in Fiction
City of Demons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. At least that’s what my grandmother used to tell me. The Valley was once a place of glamor and riches, she’d say, where the most beautiful and wealthy made their home. It was a place where paupers could become royalty and royalty could become paupers. Countless would flock to the Valley to try and make their fortune, and the few who did, well… the few who did deserved all our pity.
By Zach Verwey4 years ago in Fiction
Ascent to Divinity
There weren't always dragons in the valley. For the past two hundred years, the people thought dragons were nothing but a myth. Over the two hundred years before that, they were legends. Now, the events of the past several weeks were proving the old fables to be true. Sightings of dragons, among other creatures, were being reported more and more, and the re-emergence of these beasts was seen as an omen by the power users. It was thought that a dark power was on the rise; an enemy of old that wanted to destroy what the World Gods had made. And this time, with fewer protectors to keep them in check, the Wicked might just succeed.
By Scott Tanner4 years ago in Fiction
Secrets of Baen
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Master Arden, my history tutor, said they became part of the land after the war, when some countries used them as weapons. The ones that survived made their way mostly into the mountains surrounding our kingdom while some of the smaller species stayed in the forests that made up most of Baen Valley. After the amount of brute destruction they brought to the land, the use of dragons as weapons of war was made illegal; it was decreed an act of terror and punishable by death.
By Emily Massengale4 years ago in Fiction
