Fantasy
Uncursing Leena
There weren't always dragons in the valley. They were in the mountains this time of year, they would return again in the fall, during their migrant season. Leena was dazed, but she wasn't worried about dragons, they were the least of her worries.
By Tinka Boudit She/Her4 years ago in Fiction
The Next Big Thing
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. For ages after the turn of the millennium, the preferred pets were purse dogs, all fluff and eyes, yapping and snapping at people in the line at Starbucks. Hairless cats were en vogue for a bit, with yellow goblin stares and fuzzy sweaters to keep their naked skin warm. They could have fit in a purse too, but you know what cats are like.
By Vanessa Gonzales4 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon Warriors
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. It seemed that they only came when there were monsters to kill or when something had broken down and needed repair. That is why it was such an odd coincidence when the entire valley turned up to see two dragon warriors, with a girl named Evelina as their guide.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer4 years ago in Fiction
Once Were Dragons
This is for the Vocal Fantasy Prologue Challenge and here we go... Once Were Dragons There weren't always dragons in the Valley. When they came we were frightened, but they became our friends and protectors. We don't know where they came from, some said deep in the earth, others from the Far South or North or the Burning Desert. Now though they were turned to stone and breathed fire no more.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Fiction
Tale of The Lost Dragons
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Not for years, if ever. It was a peaceful area, far away from any danger or strife at all, but it was still a bit wild on occasion. And so one day, just as the sun was going down over the valley and everything was calm, it was rumored that there were a few that wandered around the hills and the mountains surrounding it, but they didn't often venture too far from their home nest. The dragon's lair that is.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Valley
There weren’t always dragons in the valley, but now every morning when you woke, you could smell the rotting stench. It was a mix between manure and death, and for the past year the land was ripe with it. There was no getting used to the smell no matter how much time passed. It was in your clothes, it was stuck to the earth now. Today as I walked pass the row of huts that once made up our village, I actually looked at the land. Most days I just walked with my head down, as I was tired of seeing the scorched and dead earth that was once fertile and green. Mostly it reminded me of how sick I was of eating meat and grain. What was left of the grain would be gone soon too, and then it would only be the meat. The tangy, dark, dragon meat we had all become used to. Lately I wondered if it was better to starve than to eat the stuff. Some days I would wretch after, it was so rancid. We would find them dead in forest, after one of their friends had ripped them to pieces. It was our main source of food now. We heard tales from men of places that had not yet been overtaken by the demons, places where the water was still clear and the plants still grew to abundance. Maybe just stories, we had sent our best drengs out time and time again in search of these lands, but to no avail, they came back each time with less men and even less hope.
By Lolita Libra4 years ago in Fiction
Saving Humanity From Dragons
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. But that's how it goes for most places. There are times when humans would see things no other human could, and think of legends that were not even made by them. Those times had only been a few thousand years ago when humans first discovered the truth about dragons, but they never forget. They just accept the truth without question or dispute.
By Fiction 'Ai' Writer4 years ago in Fiction
