………Prologue………
A young dragon stood firm in a field of burnt grasslandand thick smoke, his white scales glinting in the dimming dusk. His body was still smoking, much of his clothing burnt away. He stood his ground, defiant against his foe. ?His eyes were a odd color...
City of the Damned - Chap VII
**CHAP VII** **- Earth and light -** That night held no solace for the dragon. He sat near the back of the cave, His scales resting hard on the cold metal bars. The floor ahead of his was strewn with sleeping or dieing quietly. Rats had found their...
The History of Talon Lightbringer
War. A simple word, that I have known all to intimately well. They say that the fate of all high dragons is to die in combat; Sworn to duty and honor. And although all my kind live for glory,fate had be cruel. But... All shall be told in...
City of the Damned - Chap VI
## Chapter VI **-Brutality-** Talon's clawed feed cut groves into the ground as he slowly walked forward; his newly chosen blades at either side. His pale white scales shimmered in the bright light, as did his silver eyes as...
City of the Damned -Chap V
[Well, I know my fans on here and other sites were hungry for some more...so I worked on this one untill 4 in the morning. Be sure to rate, COMMENT, and Fav...but most importantly, enjoy. I hope you like reading this as much as i like writing it for...
City of the Damned-- Chap IV
(This is still a work in progress...but I'll leak some for ya... Enjoy.^^) Chapter IV -Sweat and Blood- Talon stood his ground silently, mulling over what he knew was going to come. Who would come to be judged willingly? He knew her...
City of the Damned (Part Three)
**Chapter III** -Awakening- Talon awoke from his fitfull nightmare with a growl. His clawed hands were bound with cold metal. He pulled on them, his wrists already worn and raw. As his eyes slowly adjusted to his dark surroundings, his breath...
City of the Damned (Part Two)
Chapter II -Matador- Barka was the bull. His brown hide looked as if it was chizzled from stone. His massive arms carried two sinister looking maces; both stained with rotting gore. He stepped over the dieing...
The City of the Damned (Part One)
Talon's nostrils flared at the scent of blood. It was a smell he had grown far to comfortable with... Time had proven yet again to be the great deceiver, showing that even in this time of "Peace", his blade had to remain stained red. But... Such is...