Fantasy
The Deer Centaur: Mythological Oddity
Centaurs. Half man, half horse yes, but the extent of the centaur doesn't just stop at horses. There are many recorded and still more recordable instances of deer, donkey, Pegasus, and many other breeds of animals that generally have four legs, but have been born into the "centaur" sub class of beasts. Just like in the standard array of deer, deer centaurs can be of various colors and have a variety of coloring on the tail. Some deer centaurs have antlers, though their facial features remain mostly humanoid in their makeup and appearance.
By Tristan Palmer4 years ago in Fiction
Upended
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Some say it's my fault they appeared. I couldn't speak on it one way or another, but I do know that a lot of things changed when I arrived there. But that was no one's fault. After all, change is a sign of life.
By L. Tori Mattison4 years ago in Fiction
A new age
There wasn't always dragons in the valley. Once the dragon hunters had died out or left, the mighty creatures slowly came back to seek revenge. At least some did anyway, others sought to live in peace beside us. Rumour has it that there could also be some living among us but not in a dragon form, in a human skin. The rumour started a few months ago when a local claimed they were gathering supplies in the mountain and spotted a human transform. No one really believed a word of it at first but that person did mysteriously disappear a few weeks after the sighting. Now a few months on its nothing more than whispered gossip in the corners of the camp. My father had noted in his journals over his career of being a dragon hunter that there was some magical abilities dragons possessed. But the human transformation thing was not specifically mentioned but I wish I knew for sure. If I made that discovery at least I could restore honour and respect back to the family name, and I wouldn't be looked down on for my mothers choices. You see my father was a well loved man and he put his life on the line on many occasions to protect the camp from dragons destruction and slavery. But after his death my mother started to act strangely and it was found that she choose to help dragons and rumours say she offered to be a breeder vessel for them.
By Sophie larissa4 years ago in Fiction
Glorious Purpose
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. At least according to the old stories. But Vashti Unmael could not recall a time when dragons didn’t inhabit the deep, sprawling terrain nestled within the mountain known as the Sacred Gleaming of Glorious Purpose.
By Shauna Houser 4 years ago in Fiction
Densmark, The Chosen
Chapter 1 Tongues of red and orange licked the night sky. The clanging of harsh steel rang through the air in stark contrast to the screams of dying men. Both sounds battled to see which would rule the darkness. Armored men helped each other as well as killed each other. This was the business of war.
By Adrian English4 years ago in Fiction
The Scorched
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. By the tombstone-grey palls of smoke unfurling toward the blackened sky, Shad knew they were too late. The Scorched emerged onto a shelf of rock overlooking Maera’s Valley, and any hopes he might’ve harboured were snuffed.
By Charlie C. 4 years ago in Fiction
The Seer & The Warrior
Prologue The heart of a Warrior, the mind of a Seer combined as a Blood Heritage for a broken and devastated people. For generations, the Latvian people were weaker than their enemies, who took advantage of this weakness to pillage, enslave, castrate their men and laughingly harass these peaceful people. They were not warriors. Latvians valued peace. As one of the many peoples of the sea, they loved their home! They would treasure it if peace would ever come, but they are a broken people; they stood no chance. Their enemies were stronger than them… Until one day the Twins of an Ancient Blood Line stumbled into their village.
By Silvahni Cadence4 years ago in Fiction
