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My walk from the den to the kitchen was, needless to say, a long one. The countless steps as I marched between the two rooms gave me a long time to think as the thundering rumbles of Liz's snoring echoed through the house behind me. Each great release of breath danced down my spine, causing my body to shake with guilt as each step drummed down on first the hardwood and, at length, tile. I was human, an unnatural but accepted denizen of a world of giants. The original occupants of the realm were both similar to mankind and different all at once: they were humanoid and even went about the same jobs and lifestyles of my kind back on Earth; yet

(Part 20) "So, what was it like to control your own army?" Crystal asked as the trio moved town the torch-lit tunnel. "I was never in control," Sterling replied "I simply gave Embyr advice. Plus, I don't think the power was worth the risk." "I hear some humans will kill for power." The blue dragon commented. Sterling shrugged. "Not me. If you can't tell – and keep in mind I've flown hundreds of miles in the company of two dragons – I'm not a normal human." The hallway ended then, opening up into a cavern slightly larger than the previous. The ceiling stretched upwards, ending in a cone several hundred feet above the stone floor.

(Part 14) Ancient ruins towered over Embyr, Crystal, and Sterling as they surveyed the remains of the dragon empire around them. After seeing Blackwater from the air, they had truly come to appreciate the size of the ruins, since crumbling structures stretched for miles around. The sight – build like a massive city – was located on a large peninsula, the only access point being from the east. A tall cliff dropped to the sea in the south while mountains rose up to the north and west; though, as one traveled further down the finger of land, these eventually lowered and gave way to the sea. Some of the surrounding buildings were mas

(Part 8) The great purple dragon swept her tail across the glad, clearing away the snow. After the frozen grass beneath was visible again, she lowered her hand and allowed the human clutched within to climb to the ground. "Have you ever trained with a sword before?" Blaze asked, removing her own massive weapon from its sheath. Sterling drew the sword his father had given him and shrugged. "I practice on my own some – my father taught me a few techniques before he went to war – but, really, I haven't had any professional training." "Show me what you know." Blaze said, settling herself into a sitting position. Sterling nodded and w

(Part 1) How many times had she come to sit in the same spot? How many times had she seen the young swordsman go through his training exercise, the same series of slashes and parries? She must have seen the scene played out over a hundred times... and yet he never once knew he was being watched. Sterling sheathed his sword and dropped his hands to his knees, thoroughly exhausted. He panted for nearly a minute, trying to catch his breath, as he again played out the dance of sword-and-wielder in his mind. He had trained for several months, from the first day the war in the east had started and his father had been called into battle. His moth

Rick and Candice's Adventures Chapter 1 An Ordinary Day and a Not So Ordinary Day      Rick pulled up into the driveway as the garage door opened for him. He slowly drove the Santa Fe into the garage. Once this was done, he parked the SUV, shut it off, and stepped out of the car. He walked around the back and down the driveway to check on the mail. Rick lived on a dead end street where there were only eight houses including his. The dead end street of the small Illinois town that was named Bisaillon Avenue was barren of life forms other than him as he walked down the driveway. This made sense though, because the ki