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PREFACE:Hi yea that’s me, riding my dragon, all stare. Oh that’s right, dragons don’t exits rite, there all make believe, and made up? Well that’s not true and read on to discover a time when dragons did exist and I didn’t believe it until it happened!(lets read on shall we)
Chapter one: WHEN IT ALL BEGAN
Clang, swish, “ouch” that’s my brothers practising their fighting skills. they’re sixteen and they got their first swords when they were ten. I’m nine and my birthday’s coming up soon. I can’t wait to get my first sword, I’ve been sneaking out to watch them since I was five. Suddenly a glimpse of gold caught my eye and as slick as a fox I silently jumped down from the tree I was in and walked over and picked it up. It was a solid gold rock and shimmered in the sun light. I decided id watched enough fighting for today and this would make an interesting addition to my collection of strange objects. I followed the path from the clearing to our home, our home was in the middle of the cloudel forest. There were two main clearings in the forest and one was our home the other is the arena. As far as we know we are the only occupants of the cloudel and we like it that way. Cloudel is fresh in the morning, enchanted in the evening and calm at night. I finally reached our home. I snuck past dad and ran up to my room. I placed the stone on the wooden shelf and I lay on my bed.
“Dinners ready” it was dad I stood up and looked over to the spot where the gold stone lay. It was still shinning bright. I went down stairs and found a beautiful dish of chicken I ate it all up quickly and ran out side the still forest smelt fresh and you could see the light shining through the trees. I walked over to the clearing and climbed up the tree I was sitting in the morning and sat down. The peacefulness of the night was just settling in and suddenly a glimpse of gold caught my eye and as slick as a fox I silently jumped down from the tree I was in and walked over and picked it up it was a solid gold rock and shimmered in the sun light. I went back home and went into my room. I first looked at the old gold stone, it had started glowing. The new stone was starting to glow the faintest bit. I pushed then together, a blinding light filled the room. I closed my eyes and pulled them apart. The light went down I opened up my eyes and looked at the stones. One had turned purple and the other had turned bronze, I picked up the bronze one and turned on my bedroom light. The glow of both of them fainted I turned it off and they started to glow again the bronze one started to crack, so did the purple one. Dad called me downstairs “in a minute” “no now son” “be right there” ten seconds passed the stones were still cracking I herd footsteps the door was opened I swung around, hiding the stones “now why do you want to stay up here so much?” “Im ah just en enjoying the view that’s all” dad went and I turned.
Then there was a soft crack and out of the bronze one a beautiful bronze dragon appeared and I slowly reached out my hand he climbed on and I held him up to my face. They weren’t stones they were eggs. He had three golden claws on each paw. It had a long pointed tail and a red fiery face. The same happened with the purple egg and a purple dragon appeared. I dropped the Bronze dragon. It fell then he spread out his wings and glided down. The purple dragon ran off the table, puffed a breath of blue fire and flew out the window into the black of the night. I never really saw him again (or so I thought) I fed the dragon some left over chicken from dinner. I had decided to raise him on my own. Feed him teach him how to fight, fly and breathe fire. Then finally I would ride him and use my sword to kill off enemies.
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