Fantasy
The Fantasy Prologue
“There weren’t dragons in the valley," Abigale whispered to Jane and June in exclamation. We were here yesterday; there was no such thing creature in this place, Abigale continued to whisper to her two compatriots. Where is it from? We have only been hearing the story of the stormy relationship between our ancestors and the great dragon. I had never thought that I would ever come across the dragon in my life. What power does it entail, and what is its intention? Abigale continues to inquire from his friends about the dragon. This is terrifying; we must go and warn the villagers so that everybody can be informed of the new creature in our land. Abigale, Jane, and June steadily sneaked from the valley to avoid their presence becoming known by the dragon. They reached the village and informed the counselor of the mysterious creature they spotted in the forest.
By Victor Gomes4 years ago in Fiction
Boomer of Verde Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In fact, I remember exploring these same trails and mountains when I was just a child with my two brothers and friends, from early morning until it would start to get dark. Our mother always told us that idle hands were the devil's workshop. She told me that it was some bible verse, but I wasn't one that really paid much attention to any of that.
By Christine Horvath4 years ago in Fiction
The Bard
There weren’t always dragons in the valley, Korey thought to himself. But in recent weeks there have been reports of not just one but two dragons flying over valley. Korey knows that the valley is the only way to the Shadowfall Keep. If he is to get the spell he needs to cure his Ethereal Scratch, he must figure out a way through the valley and past those dragons. The Shadowfall Keep is home to the Shadowfall Warriors, a group of mercenary soldiers for hire. They are the best warriors from across the land. If you are a fighter of any kind, from any tribe, you want to be a Shadowfall Warrior. The Shadowfall are considered by most the most prestigious group in all of Alora.
By Jeremy Collopy4 years ago in Fiction
Unveil
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Some live in the Big Apple because it was a bit easier to be incognito. However, not all dragons can handle the area’s congestion. My family and I used to live there before heading West. There was nothing wrong flying in the smog or clouds in the sky. We just needed to be careful of the many planes going in and out of NYC, that’s an example of congestion, I say. My mom got a huge opportunity to work in Silicon Valley as the Director of Nurses at Good Samaritan Hospital. How ironic, a dragon lady, working at Good Samaritan! We, dragon people, aren’t always good; sometimes, we need to show our scales. In secret, of course! Flying on a clear night is like the greatest freedom in the sky. It’s just the dragon, the air, and the stars. The one thing that kept my family and I good was my older sister, who got a full ride to Parsons and decided to stay there. She and I had great adventures together, but now, she has to live her own life. I still wish she was here.
By Amy Chu-Fong4 years ago in Fiction
Domus
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Of course, there wasn’t a Reis Mage or a Adamas defender either, but what is life if not a puzzle with each wayward piece guiding you to see the whole picture. Why are their dragons? What is a Reis Mage? Why should they be important to you? Questions whose answers are, of course, pertinent to completing this puzzle, but whose answers are center pieces, and to be able to reach the center, as with all puzzles, you must have the first corner pieces.
By Stephanie Lewis4 years ago in Fiction
The Chosen Six
Chapter 1 – The Last Memory I just wanted to make a couple of extra bucks by helping out a friend. I can’t even remember his name now. They drugged and tortured me until I couldn’t remember what my life was like before they kidnapped me. They: The Chosen Six.
By S. M. Risdon4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Rider of Ischigualasto
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Not usually. Not ever. And yet. Sofia suppressed a chuckle as the first beads of sweat began materializing on her forehead. A dragon? The heat must have melted her brain. It was time to leave the fairytale behind and put her scientist’s mind to work. Get closer to that thing, and make some sense of it all. Analyze and categorize it.
By Taru Anniina Liikanen4 years ago in Fiction
