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Resurgence of Times Lost Ch. 1 The Dream John woke to the sound of tumbling rocks. Wait rocks? he thought last he remembered he was in his bed relaxing after a hard Friday at school. He opened his eyes, but something wasn't right it felt like they weren't his own, they felt as if they had opened on their own, he then looked around and realized he was in a cave. Where am I? was his first thought Then he realized that it seemed as if there was something over him and behind him. His head then moved of its own accord rotating farther than it should turning farther than 180 degrees, he then ended up finding himself looking down a tunnel that

Greif-TF Teil 1:  Ein folgenreicher Tag In Zusammenarbeit mit ~1KNG (https://www.deviantart.com/1kng) (©pic. Suuki) und :iconischalik: (©pic. Thrain) :bigthumb535998475: Es war sommerlich warm, als ich über meiner Mathe Klausur brütete. Komplexe Zahlen. Ja, da hat man vorher 13 Schuljahre lang gelernt, dass man aus negativen Zahlen keine Wurzeln ziehen kann und plötzlich ging es doch. Meine Gedanken schweiften immer wieder zu diesem verlassenen Biolabor, das wir heute nach der Schule erkunden gehen wollten. Die Ruine befand sich ca. 7 Kilometer südlich der Stadt und meine besten Freunde Shin und Thrain wollten unbedingt, dass  wir eine Ra

Griffin-TF Part 1:  An eventful day In collaboration with ~1KNG (https://www.deviantart.com/1kng) (©pic. Suuki) and :iconischalik: (©pic. Thrain) :bigthumb535998475: It was a warm sunny day when I was taking my maths test. Complex numbers. Having learned for the past 13 years that you can't take roots from negative numbers you suddenly find out it's possible. I kept thinking about the deserted biology lab we wanted to explore after school. The old building was about seven kilometres south of the city and my best friends Shin and Thrain wanted to take a bike trip so badly. I would have preferred to try my band new Segway which my aunt gave me for my 19th birt

The isle of Jo'kiota always a shining beacon on the central sea. It was a small island, with the archipelago of Wengilima to the north and east, and the outer lands to the west. It was long nicknamed "The dragon's nest", for that was where dragons were born every twelve years. And tonight was the eve of the birth of a new generation. Regent Jombus stood on the balcony of the grand palace. Down below, the soldiers of the United Kingdoms inspected the grounds, keeping an eye out for intruders. The chubby regent wiped his brow with a handkerchief retrieved from his trouser pocket. His azure armor was decorated with a regal sash of countless med

Prologue From the Heavens I always thought the worst part about dreaming was the end, when all the tantalizing possibilities would slip through my fingers and leave nothing but aching memories. Wakefulness offered me nothing but leaden limbs and the first dark moments of a day without consequence, a day no different than the blur I was used to. But everything changed when I saw the dragon. The dream started like any other: black and silent, like a cave deep underground, where even the memories of light start to fade. I tried to extend my awareness with other senses. Nothing. I wasn't even able to discern anything solid underneath me. Then

What a nice change for once, Zorath thought as he flew over the forest below. Instead of the usual annoyances that the inhabitants of Drakon Atoll had to put up with today was peaceful. The leader of the council circled the volcano once again before gliding gently down onto the empty balcony that he had set off from a hour beforehand. Now back inside the office Zorath made his way towards his desk, the much cooler air inside providing a much more comfortable experience for the ice based dragon. While the sun was a nice change from the typical rain of home, he still could never get used to the heat. Sitting back at his desk Zorath started up

 Ever wondered where dragons come from, if they’re from this world, or even this universe. Some think that they’re creatures from another planet; others think that they’re really from earth, just creatures that were created by God or evolved from some type of other animal. Still others think that they’re from another universe or realm closely resembling our own in every which way. They say that all of the mythological creatures come from there, from dragons to gryphons to unicorns, but say that the dragons rule this world and had the power to cross over to our world. Some say it’s just dragons and gryphons that live i

                                                   It's a Dragon's World                                                  Part 1. A Beautiful Transformation The sky was very dark as I made my way to my brother's house. I was told that it hardly ever rains in California but this rain was cold, yet sad at the same time. Like how I felt. To me, it was like a signal of things to come. My name is Titus Flamel. I'm a thirteen year old boy. My parents went missing less than a month ago. My grandparents were dead and my dad's mom was poor and unable to care for me. My brother and his wife were the only family I had left. I sighed a little and kn

PART ONE Prologue The mountains of the western lands were tall and packed tightly together, huddling in groups as if in defence from the frigid skies. Trees and grass reached up over part of the mountains' bases, but the higher the stone stood, the less foliage was to be seen. By the time one reached a mountain peak, the world was devoid of life and colour, defined only by the breath of wind and swirls of silver snow. Once the moon was high in the night sky, the flurries rose to stinging storms, and the wind bit with a sudden new fury in the darkness. The sky grew pale and cloud-obscured, bathing the mountaintops in smudges of frosty white.

 With Halloween coming up fast and me being the big dreamer I am, but with very little free time to do it all in, I was staring at the calendar in the kitchen Saturday morning just trying to see if I could mentally stretch that last two weeks out. "You can't stare at that calendar to make the two weeks last longer Big Red," Sam said as she came into the kitchen to get her breakfast, "You're just wasting what time you do have." "I don't have a costume idea." I replied, still staring at the dates in front of me, "Halloween is coming up next weekend and I still haven't got a clue of what I could be. John said they were going trick or treatin

 THIS IS OLD CRAP THAT WILL NEVER BE FINISHED PLEASE READ "A KEROPTHIAN DRAGON"S TALE" INSTEAD https://www.deviantart.com/thunderclawshocktrix/art/A-Kerothian-Dragon-s-Tale-Prologue-969989702 My Life as a Dragon Prologue First of all I would like to thank farm fresh for creating the story I am basing this on. I would also like to thank him for going public when he was turned into a dragon. ^.=.~ All characters are copyrighted to their owners. Hello ladies, gentlemen, dragons and dragonesses allow me to introduce myself. Most of my friends call me "Wattojawa". I live near 3 small towns in York County Pennsylvania. Last summer (2010) I wa

"I can't go back to yesterday- because I was a different person then." -Lewis Carroll The storm was getting worse, and I still had no shelter.  My fingers and toes were numb despite the thick, heavily insulated boots and mittens I wore. The wind tugged at the hood of my parka and found every gap in my clothing, chilling whatever skin it touched almost instantly. The beam of my headlamp revealed nothing but a cone of swirling snow and fog. I had lost my bearings a long time ago; now I was stumbling blindly through the blizzard. Anyone can tell you that the first rule to follow when you get lost is to stay put, but at the moment staying put w

My day started out as any other day out in this world, except for the fact today was a skii trip. I woke up at 6:00 in the morning to get to the skii bus with my dad, we were going to Seven Springs, Pennsylvania, it was a skii resort. I'm thinking, "Let me sleep please!", but on that day there were greater forces at work upon me, so no matter what I did I was GOING on that trip wether I liked it or not. The upside to going was, we will get to be skiing with Angel, my Dads old pal, he had just got back from the war in Afganastan, so we were taking him skiing as a celebration. He also has two daughters so it was nice having someone to skii craz

"Time of death?" "May 20th, 1:08." That was today's date, right? Who were the people talking? Were there people in my room? Wait, what? Death? I wasn't dead. What was going on? My eyes were open and I could see perfectly, but my vision was very blurry, especially on its periphery. Could they be damaged? Why? I didn't seem to be able to move them to look around the room and could only watch a large lamp above my head that was turned off, and figures of people by my side. Trying to do something that would indicate that I was not dead and they were mistaken, I realised that I could not move at all. It took me a few more seconds to notice that

Ich wurde ein Vulpix -Kapitel 1- Original "I became a vulpix" © by ~Anshee-Rose (https://www.deviantart.com/anshee-rose) Übersetzung von :iconfiredragon7000: "Todeszeitpunkt?" "20. Mai, 1:08Uhr" Das war das heutige Datum, oder? Wer waren diese Leute, die da sprachen? Waren da Leute in meinem Zimmer? Warte, was? Tot? Ich war nicht tot. Was war da los? Meine Augen waren offen, aber ich nahm alles sehr verschwommen wahr, vor allem die Umgebung. Wurden meine Augen beschädigt? Es schien, als wäre ich nicht in der Lage, sie zu bewegen. Als ich versuchte etwas zu tun, was zeigen würde, dass ich nicht tot war, bemerkte ich, dass ich mich überhaupt nicht

(1) Story of the Dragon Sword Year 1200, Rose Castle. "Is the sword finished, John?" An old man asked. "Not quite, Master Jeremiah, the sword is almost done." Jeremiah answered. "The only thing left to do now is to add the Dragon Spirit. If we can do the Blue Dragon Spirit, then we should be able to put the Red Dragon Spirit inside." "Very well, the last part is the hardest part. Please let me handle this." Jeremiah said. Jeremiah picked up a a small gold box and opened it. Inside the box, is a glowing red gemstone in the shape of a dragon. Only Jeremiah and John know about the existence of the Dragon Spirit, and even so, neither of them

(1) A Dragon Among Humans. I woke up to the sound of a screaming alarm clock. It was Saturday, and is the first day of winter break. I ate my breakfast, and put my coats on. I took a walk to the park, even though it was a cold and snowy December. Many people here are tired of the snow and are longing for spring, but I liked the snow. The coolness and the whiteness of the snow appeals more to me than the hot, green summer. Anyways, while I was walking to the park, I saw my good friend named Kody. "Hey Drake! Haven't seen you since forever!" Kody called out to me. "Thanks for teaching me that a few days is forever, Kody." I said. I always m

Ein Drache zwischen den Menschen -Teil 1- Original "A Dragon Among Humans" © by ~jamesno26 (https://www.deviantart.com/jamesno26) Übersetzung von :iconfiredragon7000: Ich wachte vom schrillen Alarm meines Weckers auf. Es war Samstag und der erste Tag der Winterferien. Ich aß mein Frühstück und zog meinen Mantel an und ging im Park spazieren, obwohl es ein kalter und schneereicher Dezember war.  Viele der anderen waren den Schnee leid und sehnten sich nach dem Frühling, doch ich mag den Schnee. Die Kälte und das reine Weiß des Schnees sprechen mich mehr an, als der heiße, grüne Sommer. Wie auch immer, während ich i

Chapter One - Crazy or Half-Dragon? Right from the first day, being part dragon had never been pleasant. Oh, sure, it might seem like some fantasy geek's dream come true, but take it from me, the whole thing is much closer to a nightmare. Let's see if I can explain this. Friday night I was a regular, slightly pudgy guy, and by Saturday, I looked like a giant lizard on steroids. You know what? I hate scales. I hate them. They rub against each other all the time, whenever you move; it's almost like wearing chain mail. Except it's attached to your skin. Oh, and then there was the actual dragon I'd merged with, who had a nasty habit of arguin

Resistance Prologue: The Aftermath As the morning light streamed in, shining in my eyes, I groaned and rolled out of the sad excuse of a bed that I had. As per my normal routine, I took a pen and drew another mark on a sheet of paper, almost filled with marks of the same nature. At the end of every week, I would add another mark, counting the time. Time. Even that was hard to keep track of nowadays, with all the technology gone. Even the bombs had been taken, and my watch had been no exception. I had gone from living in a nice flat to having to build this cottage from scratch, with some help, of course. The walls were made from coarse wood,

It was like any other day in school. I had been unable to wake up, thanks to both the fact that I had slept at one in the morning, and my alarm clock's flat battery. This resulted in me having to rush to school. However, I was lucky, and managed to stumble into the assembly plaza just as the first bell rang. Sadly, I was not as lucky with regard to my wallet, as I discovered that it contained a grand total of two dollars. Still, I had to eat, as my stomach had grumbled during the first lecture of the day. Thankfully, I was able to afford a cup of fruit punch and a plate of chicken rice. Having not much time left before the next lesson, I wo

Today was a day for hiking, Allen had planned it from the beginning of the month and he was not about to let himself down. The sun was like a burst of light today, yet not too bright to be blinded, and a bonus to this was the scattering of clouds that once in a while had blocked the sun for a few minutes and then rolled on. Allen had packed all of his belongings neatly in what was now a fully filled backpack, up to the brim of with some extra clothing, snacks and other useful equipment. He placed the bag into his car and set off for the surrounding mountain area, which homed some of the most magnificent forests around. He was alone for this t

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! The late bell sounded, meaning that it was time to "stop loitering the halls and get back to class!", as Mr. Douglas, our principal, would say. It didn't matter to me, I was always in Spanish before the bell. It was the last period of the day, might as well make it seem like it was fun to be there. I watched kids frantically pile into the room, because they're not late if the bell's still ringing. Well, that's their logic anyway. Mrs. Lopez had a different way of seeing things, but by the amount of students that were always "tardy", she really couldn't do anything besides give words of discouragement.    "You kn

It was a bright sunny Saturday morning, the weather was ideal for the middle of august and there was a weak but pleasant wind. Four people met in a park in Madrid, one woman and three men. All of them looked rather worried, despite the nice and warm weather. The place they were standing was hidden from direct sight, but open enough to look for possible pursuers. They all had business suits on, except the woman, who was wearing clothing appropriate for the weather conditions. All of them were at least past their sixties, featuring at least a few white straws in their hair. They all nodded to each other as they met. "I'm glad you made it, con

Dragonian Dream A story by Xalithar Daskel Special thanks to both ThunderClawShocktrix and Farm Fresh for the inspiration from their stories they have written that I am basing my story on, it would not have been possible without them, and the people that I got to talk to on chat for their support and ideas that I needed help with. All characters used are copyrighted to their respective owners. Prologue My name is Jacob, but I prefer being called Xalithar Daskel.  I came up with the name years ago that I have become accustomed to sharing it with others.  I used to be an ordinary 5'10-11" tall Human with Autism and ADHD, now I am a 7'2" Whi

"C'MON MAN! RUN FASTER, WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!" Our footsteps echoed along the sidewalk as we ran. Kade almost couldn't keep up with me. "Slow... down..." He panted. "We need to hurry," I called back to him, "or all the stuff will be gone!" It was Black Friday. Thanksgiving was the day before and my grandparents had given me a Walmart gift card. I was using it for Black Friday, where everything was cheap as heck. We made it to the Walmart parking lot, and to my relief, there was no line yet. "We... made... it..." I said. "Adrian," said Kade, "let's set up camp. We gotta sleep, it's three in the morning!" "Alright," I said. We put up ou

I won’t go into great detail of our race, but all you need to know for now is that we are called dragons. My name is Chryso Fannk, and I am about to tell you of a world other than your own. I’m a copper-back European dragon with one slightly golden yellow tooth (why I’m called Chryso Fannk). from where I’m about to start my story, I can’t fly because my wings aren’t strong enough. My mom tells me I’m just a late bloomer, but it has affected my sociability. I only have one friend named Fraxinus. If I had one word to describe him would be when I think of that night-crawler is rambunctious. It&rs

  Firefang was in his cave sulking after eating a deer, his prize after three days of hunting. It did not satisfy him though; it only depressed him even more. “I’m a monster” he said to himself glumly “I killed an innocent animal and ate it whole and raw. Why do I even eat? Ever since that, I’ve been shunned and hated because of how I look now. I should just kill myself; there is nothing in this world for me anymore. Maybe in another world, if such a place existed I would be able to find a reason to live.” He scoffed and started sobbing. “Now you are being insane Firefang, hell you even got rid of you

Genetic Labs Part 1 - Dragon tf This is the story of how my life was crawly taken from me. My name “was” Malcolm, My Friends Used to just call me Malky or Malks. The reason why I say ”Was” is that after the experiments performed on me I can no longer live in the civilised world  because I am no longer Human. Perhaps I should start from the beginning... I was from Glasgow, I was 25, fresh out from college with High Level Computing Certificates to my name, and high student debts like any other student. I had also spent the better part of 17 years living in Southern England for most of my Childhood. My parents wanted to rai