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Slayer's Son: Prologue Slayer's Son Prologue A woody smoke filled the small tavern's noisy air, as the warming fireplace heated the merry atmosphere. The sweaty, bald, barkeep wiped the counter and watched the four men sitting across the room. His well rounded middle was constricted due to his dirty apron.The four men were the only visitors, mainly for the fact that it was well past one in the morn. They sat in the far left hand corner, laughing and drinking ale, their good moods kept the barkeep happy. This was better than the usual fighting that occurred at these times o
Timeless War Timeless War Prologue War is always destructive
on both of the opposing forces. Yet it is still needed at times; when diplomacy fails. War can only go so far though, and when both sides have taken casualties beyond what they had intended, the stakes are raised.The war we are about to go into happened a long time ago
and it almost brought both of the species to extinction. The year is thirteen twenty-four; the location is unknown to today.What we know from this war has been presented
HatchdayHatchday*BEEEEEEEP* "You have got to be kidding me
they set an alarm
today of all days?" I mumbled still half asleep on the old green couch in my father's living room.There went my plan for sleeping all day
but they were going to have to deal with Mr. Grumpy-Dragon all day now. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" screamed my little eight year old brother.My ear fin twitched in pain from the sudden loud noise and I rolled over throwing the pillow over my head. Why did they say it was my birthday anyways? They should now us dragons are hatched not birthed like humans
its hatchday to me. I settled in my new position and attempted to go back to sleep.This plan however was foiled as my little brother's friend got up and screamed with him "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!""Oh god no
can't I just sleep through this day?" I moanedThey giggled as my little brother played with my tail and jerked on it trying to get me out of bed. I had to get these kids off of me and I had a
that is a word that perfectly describes me in every aspect of my life. I wake up alone and I go to bed alone. I have no friends that can truly feel what I feel so I stray away from people.Family members have learned that I am not a talker and touching is a one way ticket to bloody pain. Maybe that is why I am here, wondering what is wrong with me, alone. There are no sounds except me typing and a fan working to keep me cool.Let me tell you all, my tale
on what is wrong with me. From the minute I was born everyone knew I was
different for loss of a better word. I did not cry, whine, beg, or anything that a normal child does.I did cry, don't get me wrong, but I was a silent child. I would sit and watch; my p