Fantasy

The Half-Breed's Penance
"There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Kai looked up at the mother and son riding in the wagon ahead of him. Cradled in her arms, the boy shook with visible terror, eyes locked on the sky for signs of trouble. He couldn’t have been older than four or five summers.
By Kelly Robertson4 years ago in Fiction
The Barren Land of Hellfire & Brimstone
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Hard to believe it now, but my mother, Kelsie, and my Aunt, Katie, grew up in San Fernando. They, like many children of Hollywood's elite, were twins born via surrogate, raised in a type of privilege most of us only know of by thumbing through old copies of celebrity style and gossip magazines. They were born before The Flare.
By Casey Hendrix4 years ago in Fiction
The Devil Said
This story is inspired by my grandmother, who died a few weeks ago. Don't worry she was resuscitated after a grueling 30 minutes or so. When she came too, she said she saw no bright lights at the end of a tunnel, nor did she see any of her family members welcoming her to the other side. This leads us to believe she might not be destined for heaven. I am not saying she is a terrible woman but sometimes....
By E. J. Strange4 years ago in Fiction
Hoard of Shadows
There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley, and frankly few knew what to make of their arrival. Until recently, dragons had been relegated to myth and legend across the world, but as of five years ago, they’ve spread everywhere. Even here in Roarin Valley. In most of the legends, dragons were fearsome beasts with leathery wings that soar, raining hellfire from above. And, maybe that was true once upon a time. But modern dragons share little with their mythological counterparts.
By Kevin Barkman4 years ago in Fiction
Carpathia
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But there were always unexplainable things. Things that can make you do the unthinkable.
By Emily Koopman4 years ago in Fiction
Wyrmwood Seed
There weren’t always Dragons in THE VALLEY. In fact, until their arrival, no one had even considered the potentiality of their existence. I tell you this, so you understand that when they appeared, no one was prepared, nor did they know what exactly to do with them.
By K.T. Seto4 years ago in Fiction
The Army of Dragons
There weren’t always Dragons in the Valley. The Valley used to be a place of peace. A place of prosperity, vibrant colors, exotic creatures and above all love. The families worked together to till the land and protect that in which was given to them. It was a perfect piece of heaven. A place where compassion grew and grace was given. Divided into four kingdoms, that represented each element: water, earth, fire and air. There was one who reigned on high, over all the kingdoms, King Elyon. In the days of old, King Elyon walked amongst his people and told stories to their children as they all sat along the river bend. It was a time that Father remembered vividly, a twinkle would come into his eyes just before he would smile. Mother would sit at his side as he told us about King Elyon and the Battle of the Dragons. Sharing every detail of how he and mother had met and how they moved out of the place of chaos and darkness that the Dragons had brought to the Valley. It was a story that my brothers, sister and I could not ever hear enough. Father loved to share the many stories of King Elyon, Mother and how each of us came to be. Our favorite story, however, was the one about King Elyon and the Battle of the Dragons.
By Cherilyn4 years ago in Fiction
Valley of the Broken
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Old Master Rashan’s chair creaked as he leaned forward. He spoke near a whisper, like he was revealing a secret. As if he hadn’t told the story a thousand times to his captive audience of grandchildren.
By Violet Starling4 years ago in Fiction
Black Jack Gaunt
Black Jack Gaunt dances under the full moon, and all the girls dance with him.  Out they come, from the huts and from the fields, against their better judgement and despite their parents' pleadings.
By Jamie Brindle4 years ago in Fiction
Fate and the House of the Four Winds
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Jenna remembered the time before when farms filled the land. Patchworks of green, the Florin snaking across the Valley floor, a ribbon of silver.
By Marion Bowler4 years ago in Fiction
The Anxious Hero, Chapter 2
Content warning: The fact that this story features an under-18 protagonist does not mean that it is necessarily suitable for younger kids. It contains strong profanity, sexual humor, significant violence, and depictions of bigotry by unlikable characters.
By Charles Boyd4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon of The Valley
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Of course, this was before The Wishes, Dreams and Prayers Festival. I know what you’re thinking.
By Paula Shablo4 years ago in Fiction