Fantasy

The Dragon Age
There weren't always dragons in the Valley… That is by far the weirdest sentence I’ve ever written. But then, in the last five years, the world has become such an alien place that it won’t be the strangest thing I write here. You see, had you asked me five years ago if dragons were even real, I would have laughed in your face. Future readers of this will no doubt be confused by the idea of dragons being mythical beasts given their prevalence in the world today, but I tell you truly that until the Old World ended and this New World began, dragons did not exist.
By Ashley4 years ago in Fiction
The Seventh Streza
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. No one was sure why they had descended on the region so suddenly after generations of dwelling on distant mountaintops, but the realm was suffering from their constant depredations. Our professor at the academy, selected us to deliver some papers to an Orgallan research center, in hopes that they could ameliorate this plague. We pressed on in a mountain pass, hoping the red banded badlands would discourage the flying monstrosities.
By Jason Gretencord4 years ago in Fiction
Battle for the Valley
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Neither were their fairies, or vampires, or all other sorts of creatures that seem whimsical and mysterious until you meet them. I assume they came to the Valley like you did, migrating from an area that couldn’t support them. I assume they left for the same reason. But whatever their reasons for leaving, there are no more dragons in the Valley, no more fairies or vampires or monsters. All that is left is land and resources … and you. Hungry, homeless, with a prize before you.
By Drake4 years ago in Fiction
"Boots and Saddles"
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. I gazed down from the high ridge, to follow the river winding its way lazily through the thick jungle covering the valley floor. I had grown up in a village at the far end of the Valley. The river began as a stream way up in the mountains at my back. I had one pet dragon back then. As a soldier, I’ve trained and flown enough dragons to choke a whale! I adjusted my visor, the sun was setting, the glare pained my eyes.
By Dennis Staples4 years ago in Fiction
Dark Smoke
From what the elders told the children here in Fun Valley, there weren't always dragons in the valley. I heard the elders' old stories over the years, but I never thought these magical stories were true until I met a dragon named dark Smoke. To better understand how I met this dragon, let me start at the beginning of my adventure. I was walking in the forest of the fun valley when I walked upon a cave that I had never seen before. Now I am not a fan of dark places, but this cave kept calling out to me for some odd reason. I had to face my fears and investigate the cave, and when I took the first step into the cave, I heard someone or something call my name.
By Theresa Evans4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Keeper
There weren’t always dragons in The Valley. The one that separates Trysik from the rest of Vyskah. Trysik, where the ruthless, cold King Shealor resides. About three months ago, Vyskah would begin to experience its downfall, or more accurately the downfall of its King. On that fateful day, the grounds shook violently. The open blue sky clouded with angry, dark plumes. They swirled and rained havoc on Vyskah. A blinding light whipped across the sky. Hot and bright. Then dragons began swirling from the skies, diving into the valley. They burrowed into caves, made The Valley their home.
By Tiffany Fairfield4 years ago in Fiction
The Last War of Dragons
“There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley.” A spectacular, spectral Dragon dove overhead and roared deafeningly, brilliant glittering flames shot from its mouth to rousing delights of the annual Heroes’ Festival far below it. Enari the Mage clasped his hands together with anticipation, a sea of tiny eyes affixed upon luminescent projections he puppeted in a graceful dance across dark gathered clouds of the distant storm.
By R. K. Osborn4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragons of Ethenia
My breath caught in my throat. He’s coming. What does that mean, and how did it appear in a book? I didn’t have time to contemplate the mechanics of a book that could change its text. The doors of the library were thrown open and a steward whose name I could never remember came rushing in.
By Laura Horst4 years ago in Fiction
Why did it have to be Dragons?
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. It was a mistake, actually. Simon Sullivan, the renowned wizard, promised the world something grand. We were dazzled when he regrew the forests that had burned down that really hot summer. We couldn’t believe when he saved the president from not one, but three assassination attempts. And we especially wouldn’t forget when brought back the extinct bumblebee species, saving us from losing almost all of our crops.
By Maika Rothfuss4 years ago in Fiction
Burn if you've got 'em
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. There were definitely wyverns, sphinxes, harpies, kitsune, even a cockatrice or two. The griffons never showed, just couldn't be bothered to leave their nest in the Windy City.
By Jaime V. Katz4 years ago in Fiction
Tooth and Scale
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley.” Rurik sat in the shade of a hostel balcony, letting the crier’s speech float by. He tilted up the brim of his hat to inspect the man, then spat between his teeth. A typical city-dweller – not used to the realities of this new world.
By Charlie C. 4 years ago in Fiction
Dragons of Mydoria
There weren't always dragons in the valley - specifically, the Mydo Valley. Against my better judgement, I summoned them. My name is Mistress Wizardess Laylawny. I earned my title through years of hard study, starting at the age of six, followed by two years of apprenticeship, and faithful service to Queen Shima.
By Julie Lacksonen4 years ago in Fiction