Let me Introduce our villain. In the Drangonridge Mountains there was a little man walking through the ice. A dragon swooped over him. This was usual because where he lived dragons outnumbered humans. This little man’s name was Fred. At Drangonridge…
I sigh in relief as I finally locate the ‘welcome tavern’. Its curves and corners seem to spin, the huge gargoyles and giant sculptures that are peppered over the building give it an eery feel. I push the old, wooden door aside and stumble through the doorway. Inside is not…
I turned up to the manor anyway. The garden was lush and filled with water features and exotic hedges pruned into unicorns with wizened expressions, elephants with billowing trunks and centaurs with rippling muscles. The pink-stained cobblestones were glimmering, glass jewels embedded in the stone. A thin stream…
Friday after school Leo quickly did his homework, packed his suitcase and then his dad came with the car to drive him up the mountain to his grandpa’s mountain lodge. When he had arrived, he thanked his dad for driving him up the high, snowy mountains and said goodbye.
In Ahoy, there lived an eleven-year-old boy named Leo. Leo was a normal boy like most other boys and he lived near the Dragonridge Mountains. He loved the high, snowy mountains and was very good at climbing, but he feared dragons. He spent most of his free time climbing or…
Asteriva turned the coin over in her hands. She knew that her clients would come calling soon – but they would never find her here. Her hideout, deep in the Dragonridge Mountains, would be well nigh impossible to find. Nonetheless, she should find someone who would buy the…
There is a prophecy that my teacher told me today, that if you kill the dragon up the top of Dragonride Mountains, when it’s baby grows bigger you are instantly able to ride it. So that night I planned to go on a journey to find the dragon and set…
A look into what will become, Walks closest to the sky, Atop the cold and windy mountains, Where dragons sleep and fly. The oracle does…
Asteriva was beginning to regret accepting the job. It had seemed so simple at first – get a coin from some bank or other, report back, done. That was before she realised that the bank was Dragon Holdings. Looking over the large, secure cave, she wondered how she…
Zola ran. Her scarf flailing around her, dancing with the wind. She’d been wandering aimlessly for days, acting like she knew the way. Her feet had blisters but they didn’t hurt. How could a person with such determination have time for the pain felt by the weak? She…
