With These Broken Wings: Chapter 9
Alaine spoke, but no one listened, not truly. He walked among dragons, their scents and bodies so familiar to him that it was like passing among ghosts of half hidden memories, but they would not listen to him. Like ghosts they would turn to hear his...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 7
"Wake up.." A rumble echoed through Alaine's aching skull and made him let out a soft hiss. "Get up!" _Father? _ He stirred and twitched his legs slightly as his head started to hurt far worse, his heart throbbed in time with his slowly beating...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 5
Alaine was under attack, his useless aching wings spread to either side, as far as he could possibly extend them while he pressed his chest to the ground. His large head swung towards his attacker and he kept his forelegs tucked down beneath the swell...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 4
"Not like that! You swim like a dog!" The mocking voice made Alaine bristle as his paws churned in the lake water so he could keep his head above ground. All around him Otterkin swam and dove beneath the water, they gamboled and played around his...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 3
The warmth of the sun spread over Alaine's form as he stretched his full length beneath Aratha's golden eye and let it soak into his itching scales. The remains of his last meal sat heavily in him as he resisted the urge to squirm against the dew wet...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 2
Alaine was flying. His wings rowed through the air and the sun was warm on his back. No longer did the ache and pain of his crippled body haunt him. His scales were the color of the sky itself and he was whole and complete. The clouds were beneath him,...
With These Broken Wings: Chapter 1
The distant sound of thunder rolled down the carved mine shafts and bounced against the pale limestone so that it seemed as if the very mountain was growling its displeasure with the world. Alaine only knew it was the sound of thunder because he was...
Born This Way: Chapter 16
_I wonder what my Mom saw in the mirror. _ I thought as I leaned forward over the sink and stared at my reflection intently. _I look like her, more like her than I ever looked like my father._ It was a morbid thought, one that instantly made my...