Fantasy
The Last Contract
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Nor were there trolls, beastmen, or deformed creatures. It used to be fields of green grass, soil rich in minerals, and rows upon rows of fruit and vegetation plants nurtured by a farming village that had sat tightly within the Valley. Now, it has turned into a land of wretched nightmares caused by a ritual gone wrong by the savage Lammenian tribes. A ritual in which they attempted to retrieve power from another dimension by deciphering an ancient scroll, stolen from the Kenshutsu Empire. They used a correct combination of low octave tuned banging war drums with mass chanting matching the unusual frequencies of the beat, as towering quartz crystals surrounded them and the altar, positioned around in a particular pattern using a form of sacred geometry. Causing atoms to clash and distort at a microscopic level, leading to a tear in reality and an opening of a gateway between dimensions.
By Ash Gallop4 years ago in Fiction
Of the Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But then again, there weren’t witches either. My people used to be nomadic herders, shepherding sheep across the dangerous, rocky terrain of the Mountains, not an ounce of magic coursing through their human blood. Back then, the Valley belonged to the sprites, Elves, and other Fae folk, before their numbers dwindled rapidly and they retreated into the dark recesses of the Forest where no human dared to tread. When it was clear they wouldn’t return, some of our ancestors decided to trade the treacherous trails and trials of Mountain living for the safety and fertile soil of the Valley, ultimately dividing into two tribes: Those of the Mountain and Those of the Valley.
By Jennifer Sara Widelitz4 years ago in Fiction
Take Flight
Chapter 1 There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They came back in the storm. That wretched, horrible fucking storm. I can still remember it; holding my mother’s hand as rain pelted my hood. The water streaming down my raincoat collecting in my boots. We were walking home after bible study but stopped as lighting clashed in the clouds. I watched in the distance, into the city where the worst of the clouds gathered. Lighting struck again and I gripped my mother’s hand tighter as I saw a shadow in the clouds. That thunder afterwards seemed to shake the world. It made me tremble. My small body shaking as another bolt of lighting struck a towering building. My eyes widened as light reflected off the fangs of an enormous mouth that the lighting came from.
By Sarah Klein4 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 1
Listen to this chapter here It was a long walk to temple. The law dictating Pelan worship time had been purposely designed for inconvenience. Sutday, the middle of the week, and dawn. In winter, that meant the end of the work day. In summer, it meant five in the morning, and Matsias had trouble keeping his eyes open. He had been up all night lamenting the loss of his best friend, Key Truuit. Her parents, Thisaazhou traders who traveled up and down the Southern Continent all year, had decided to leave that day, never to return to the country of Ethion. It was just too dangerous.
By Molly Marjorie4 years ago in Fiction
There weren't always dragons in the Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Once, there were only the unicorns. They were the most beautiful creatures in the world, and they roamed freely, eating the sweet grasses and drinking from the clear streams. The unicorns were the Valley's only residents, and they were content. But then, one day, a dragon flew into the Valley. He was a massive creature, with shining scales and a long, sinuous body. The unicorns had never seen anything like him before, and they were terrified. The dragon demanded that the unicorns give him food and shelter. He said that if they did not, he would eat them. The unicorns had no choice but to comply. They gave the dragon what he wanted, and he made himself at home in the Valley. The unicorns were now slaves to the dragon. They had to do everything he demanded, or he would eat them. They were no longer free to roam and eat the sweet grasses. They were no longer content. One day, a group of brave unicorns decided they had had enough. They banded together and attacked the dragon. They used their horns to stab him and their hooves to kick him. The dragon was wounded, but he was not defeated. He breathed fire at the unicorns, and they fled in terror. The unicorns realized they could not defeat the dragon on their own. They needed help. So they went to the humans and asked for their help. The humans were scared at first, but they bravely agreed to help the unicorns.
By James McGuigan4 years ago in Fiction
The Banishing Blade
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley, in fact there was nothing. In the time before, there was only the salted water of the oceans across the face of Terra-Arna, but then came the dragons. They brought forth The Rushing Mountains out of the oceans, and birthed the very lands and fields that we stand upon. When they were finished washing away the water, raising the mountains, and molding the earth, the dragons came to rest in the great valley – The Life Forge. In that valley they gave birth to all the creatures great and small and sent them across the continent to live and be fruitful. Then one by one, the five great dragons fell asleep, and one by one they awoke and flew across the world from whence they came, for all but one – Sigur the Rested. When the dragon awoke it found that it was alone, and trapped for a great tree had grown upon it’s back. Sigur’s wings were entangled in the roots of the Drekatré and was buried in the earth. At the foot of the tree, Sigur’s head lay. From Sigur’s mouth came the peoples of Terra-Arna: Maður, Álfar, Dvergar, Risastór, and Hrökkáll. . . Orin, are you listening boy!”
By Jericho Osborne4 years ago in Fiction
The Return
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But now that they’ve come here too, it will never be the same. Some champion the return of dragons to the world. Hailing them as saviors, even gods. They say that the dragons will bring an end to war, to famine, to corruption. They say that the dragons will bring in an era of peace and prosperity not seen in our lifetime.
By Dante Cross4 years ago in Fiction
