Rite of passage
Furry of claws; Chapter three. Rite of passage Dion let himself fall on the luxurious bed in the room. The room was dressed in warm yellow and red, the bed was a large two person bed. The soft sheets where welcome to Dion hardened body. Rakshasi was...
Time Of Dragons
# Time of Dragons Time, they say time heals all wounds. The time they say it is the force that keeps on going with brute power. We are all bound to experience as the time ticks by. Little can we do to change, we all age and die. At least...
A cinder of power: Epilogue; dragons of forgotten realms
Cynder laid up on her throne, she had replaced the more straight forwards thrown to one that was more of a nest. It allowed her swollen belly to rest more gently and ease the discomfort that her pregnancy had caused her. Over the months following...
Division
Division Allen listened to the gentle beat of Tanith’s wings. He had tucked himself just under an ridge of the saddle to hide his body from the cold air that passed right through his cloths. It helped him little to put more cloths on to stop the wind...
Black wings of death
# Black wings of death Allen hold thigh to the metal serving tray that held his lunch. After all the days eating emergency rations he was happy about some solid food down in his stomach. Something warm, what he was not happy about was that that it was...
omitted scenes; A cinder of power, first love.
"Leave him!" Cynder growled low and menacing as Spyro was lying on the grass a nasty cut down his flank. Stranded just before the boyitzbig mountain. She followed the purple dragon's actions with great curiosity as the stubborn dragon just didn't know...
God of mind
Furry of claws; Chapter four; god of mind. _“Rakshasi if you keep interrupting me I can’t focus”_ Dion looked accusingly at Rakshasi. Yesterday he had agreed on going forth with the rite, trying to figure out if he can truly be one with his body....
War inside her head.
Furry of claws; Chapter five; War inside her head. _“How dare I what? My name is Damithril”_ Dion was angry to be said softly. He found peace in his mind, the past life that was a terror in his mind was no more. He was ready to move on, ready to be...
Primo Victoria
# Primo Victoria It took two days before Allen was walking again. With the thanks to an extract from willow bark, his headaches had eased just a bit. When he took the bitter tasting water that was soaked with the bark, he could feel the...
Chapter 4: Rider in waiting.
“Miss, you really ought to hold in your chest better,” a voluminous woman said while she pulled on the straps to close a brown leather corset on a red-headed girl with a face covered in freckles. The girl grunted as the corset tightened around her...
Road of Mistique, Chapter 11: The blood of the hunt and the hunt for the heart.
They were luckily not interrupted during their sleep. When the sun was setting the two dragons uncoiled themselves from each other. Mistica stretched herself and sniffed the sky. Katrin had laid herself against a tree and looked to the sky. Her stumach...
Chapter 2: Ghosts of the past
The warm summer air was a joy to fly through, together with enough prey to hunt. Summer was Mistica's favourite time of the year. And this year would be even better. She looked to her right, where Fera was flying by her side. The golden and sand...