Dracius: Origins Part III

Lady El carefully guided me over to the log and tied another rope to my leg to shackle me to it. Two others stood watch over me and frankly I was too tired to make any great fuss about it. I shuddered as she touched me, but otherwise did nothing. Ren...

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The Ryan Story II

The blades of the chopper thumped over head as they flew though the night, the occasional lights from small towns flickering below as they flew over, the blinking of the running lights for the chopper the only other lights on this moonless night. ...

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Dracius Origin XI

Artos continued to pet then frowned as he realized my lack of movement. "Dracius?" I shook myself. "No! No go!" Artos sighed. "Dracius, I have to. Father has ordered it." "No! Alone!" "You'll be fine, Dracius," Artos said soothingly, trying to calm...

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Ryan' Story Part XIX

"It would be good for him, Beth," Sulvius said as she paced back and forth in her apartment. "I'm not sure." "He should get to know other dragons his age." "But Ryan hates school!" "How well I know!" Sulvius laughed. "I was his counselor, remember?...

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A Heart Reconsidered IV

A quick investigation of the town and some judicious questioning of the shopkeepers confined what Osine had told me and the direction the men had left in. They were heading down the mountain as I expected though that was no great leap of logic or...

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Dracius: Origins Part VII

Time passed and I fell into a routine. Artos would leave in the morning and return in the afternoon most days. Sometimes he would work with one of his devices, other times he would simply talk to me. At one point he brought some toys in for me to play...

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The Ryan Story Part X

Ryan lay with his head hung over his father's shoulder, staring at the wall. The wall, while not terribly interesting, also was not staring at or intimidating him. Tanner eventually coaxed him back onto the table, most likely because the was the only...

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Ryan's Story Part XXVII

"Jeran!" Kheros said happily as he walked across one of the many cafeterias in the council chambers. There were several dragons present, talking amongst themselves in their bipedal forms, in the huge room. Tables lined the floors and a huge kitchen...

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The Painting

 James walked out of the house, squinting in the bright sunlight as it shown down on the suburbs of Los Angles. His eyes rapidly adjusted and he grinned, getting on his bike, and heading out for a ride around the neighborhood.  It was one the countless...

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Ryan's Story Interlude

"So what do you think of him?" Cladden asked, sitting back in his chair, eyes half lidded as he considered Irian. "Well, he is plenty intelligent and has spunk at some times. Other times he seems rather timid; it is fairly confusing," irian said as he...

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A Giant Problem X

"Jason, calm down!" Dr Stevenson said loudly in my ear. "Am calm!" "You are not calm, Jason! Right now you're a step away from killing someone. You damn near killed Ann back there." "Deserved it!" "Jason, no, she didn't. She baited you, yes,...

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Dracius Origins: Part IX

Artos didn't pursue the issue for which I was grateful. He allowed me to finish eating without interruption, then watched me as I cleaned myself once more. "Going to have to put a tub in here for you to bathe and wash in," he mused. "I'll look into...

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