Tale of a Lost Hero
The warming sun of spring had just started to rise on my village of Darcioanan. The light peeking through the small cracks in the windows washed over my face stirring me from what little slumber I had. I sat up from my straw palate and rubbed the sleep...
Chapter 2
Hours rolled into each other as I followed the form of the dragoness. She never seemed to tire even as the sun started to roll behind the mountains but kept her pace, tail swishing behind her. The oncoming darkness didn't help much either. I kept...