The Legendary Dragon
Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 10:32 amYes I am taking a break from my Elite Fanfic as I want to redo it from scratch. It came out all wrong for me but Characters will remain the same the next time I redo it. Besides with this dragon fanfic I have started (and actually have been planning this for quite sometime), I have much better freedom unlike with a Halo fanfic, you can't really do that. Things have to be within that particuliar universe, whereas this is my own created universe. Understand that I typed this up once and then had to redo it because DeviantArt had trouble in submission and so I had none of it saved (a lesson learned that next time to type it up in Word and then Copy and Paste and SAVE IT!) and well it may have been a rush but I remembered all of it. Oh and yes I do accept all criticism. MAKE IT CONSTRUCTIVE THOUGH (e.g. my friend said "Your writing is superb, only the description of the environment could be more detailed." etc), though I am sure all of you are honest people. Criticism is good, I can use it to improve. Oh and if you think it's good, state why it is. So here you go:
THE LEGENDARY DRAGON
Chapter 1: Darkness Gaping
"My memories...they speak to me...like insects they scurry and dispute to achieve my mind's attention...but I am just one being..."
The beautiful sky blue was what surrounded the large valley as Legendarus walked along in a patient mood, his tail sweeping across the grass, like as if he were smoothing a large pile of sand. Legendarus was a young dragon of a particuliar species called the “Ancient Dragons.” A species rare but known in this realm for a small colony of them inhabited this place. Legendarus’ tail had four long spikes, capable of causing serious sting to an adversary. His four feet each had four toenails that were sharp, allowing for good grip or slashing if necessary. His wings were of the leathery sort, light but strong, especially in a storm. Aside from the small scales that ran along his back all the way to his head, his skin was of a fine dark green. Along the body was small markings, similar to slash marks and in sets of three. Along the start of the neckbone and just above the torso, the chest area was couple of stripes, one green and the one above it, gold. At the back of his head, joined to the cheekbone, and covering the small hole that formed the ear was four strange leaf-like protrusions which were able to flap back and forth at once. If Legendarus was angry, these would flare up and spread out in front like a fan and giving him a terrifying appearance, making it him look like a frilled lizard. On the top of Legendarus’ head was a large bump that was covered up by the small hair membranes on the top that were shaped up into a crown. It appeared to be a “second nostril” some thought. Legendarus’s eyes were of emerald, making him seem like mystery to some. He let out a yawn as he walked across a small hill and then walked down it as he walked towards another. Two silver horns grew at the back of his head. The yawn revealed the small sharp fangs that ran along his jaws. However, though all dragons were meat-eaters, the Ancient Dragons were also plant-eaters and it was very rare for dragons to eat any form of plantation, Ancient Dragons though were omnivorous.
As Legendarus walked onward, he noticed a pine tree on the hillside and out of curiosity, walked up to it and leapt onto its trunk and decided to climb up to the top, using his claws as grip and his leg muscles to drive him upward to the top. He burst through the top and used his neck to stretch out and look around. Only the clouds were there, soaring above him however. Suddenly, a voice came out from behind. It was young and friendly sound.
“You really love to climb trees don’t you?” Said the voice.
Legendarus swerved around to see the Black Dragon Serrakle watching him, smiling. Legendarus peered down at her in embarassment.
“Well I’ll have you know that I like exploring thank you very much!” He said with a hint of humour.
Serrakle shook her head in amusement at how foolish she thought he looked. Serrakle was black all over her skin, with a set of white and grey stripey patterns that ran along her body. Her claws were longer and more sharper. Her scales were also long and pointy. Her mouth was shaped in a beak-shape only it wasn’t a beak. She also had protrusions but thinner and weren’t able to flap, they were spikes, 5 on both sides of her with smaller horns growing next to the main horns. Her wings were of ruby colour as was her underbelly. Her tail was long, almost in the form of a whip or chain. Her tail was like a curved leaf, where it curved off it became sharp, like a scythe or sickle. Serrakle was a year younger than Legendarus but still, it wasn’t by a huge margin. They were good friends. As Legendarus looked back up, something caught the corner of his eye all of a sudden and so he lost his footing whilst he was distracted and fell out of the tree and hit the ground, head first.
Legendarus got back up in embarrassment and annoyance and was rather irritated now, especially with Serrakle trying to hold in her laughter. He shook himself down from the dirt and brushed himself on the torso. Serrakle couldn’t help it and let it out before realizing that Legendarus was looking up into the sky and so she stopped laughing and went into a serious mood and walked over next to him.
“I saw something in the sky, it was a strange light.” He said with wonder.
“It could be a shooting star.” She replied.
“No, this was no star, it flashed multiple colours.”
“Maybe Dremus knows, we should go see him.”
“Perhaps. He does know a lot about anomally’s.” He said, nodding before turning his head forward and then hopping forward and spreading his wings, taking flight. Serrakle followed suite and quickly caught up to him as they flew onward.
Not far away along the mountainside that loomed over the valley, something landed down on it, a small stone fell down to the ground below. The thing watched as it rolled and plummeted downward. There, the creature growled lowly. It was watching the two dragons…and hunting them….
THE LEGENDARY DRAGON
Chapter 1: Darkness Gaping
"My memories...they speak to me...like insects they scurry and dispute to achieve my mind's attention...but I am just one being..."
The beautiful sky blue was what surrounded the large valley as Legendarus walked along in a patient mood, his tail sweeping across the grass, like as if he were smoothing a large pile of sand. Legendarus was a young dragon of a particuliar species called the “Ancient Dragons.” A species rare but known in this realm for a small colony of them inhabited this place. Legendarus’ tail had four long spikes, capable of causing serious sting to an adversary. His four feet each had four toenails that were sharp, allowing for good grip or slashing if necessary. His wings were of the leathery sort, light but strong, especially in a storm. Aside from the small scales that ran along his back all the way to his head, his skin was of a fine dark green. Along the body was small markings, similar to slash marks and in sets of three. Along the start of the neckbone and just above the torso, the chest area was couple of stripes, one green and the one above it, gold. At the back of his head, joined to the cheekbone, and covering the small hole that formed the ear was four strange leaf-like protrusions which were able to flap back and forth at once. If Legendarus was angry, these would flare up and spread out in front like a fan and giving him a terrifying appearance, making it him look like a frilled lizard. On the top of Legendarus’ head was a large bump that was covered up by the small hair membranes on the top that were shaped up into a crown. It appeared to be a “second nostril” some thought. Legendarus’s eyes were of emerald, making him seem like mystery to some. He let out a yawn as he walked across a small hill and then walked down it as he walked towards another. Two silver horns grew at the back of his head. The yawn revealed the small sharp fangs that ran along his jaws. However, though all dragons were meat-eaters, the Ancient Dragons were also plant-eaters and it was very rare for dragons to eat any form of plantation, Ancient Dragons though were omnivorous.
As Legendarus walked onward, he noticed a pine tree on the hillside and out of curiosity, walked up to it and leapt onto its trunk and decided to climb up to the top, using his claws as grip and his leg muscles to drive him upward to the top. He burst through the top and used his neck to stretch out and look around. Only the clouds were there, soaring above him however. Suddenly, a voice came out from behind. It was young and friendly sound.
“You really love to climb trees don’t you?” Said the voice.
Legendarus swerved around to see the Black Dragon Serrakle watching him, smiling. Legendarus peered down at her in embarassment.
“Well I’ll have you know that I like exploring thank you very much!” He said with a hint of humour.
Serrakle shook her head in amusement at how foolish she thought he looked. Serrakle was black all over her skin, with a set of white and grey stripey patterns that ran along her body. Her claws were longer and more sharper. Her scales were also long and pointy. Her mouth was shaped in a beak-shape only it wasn’t a beak. She also had protrusions but thinner and weren’t able to flap, they were spikes, 5 on both sides of her with smaller horns growing next to the main horns. Her wings were of ruby colour as was her underbelly. Her tail was long, almost in the form of a whip or chain. Her tail was like a curved leaf, where it curved off it became sharp, like a scythe or sickle. Serrakle was a year younger than Legendarus but still, it wasn’t by a huge margin. They were good friends. As Legendarus looked back up, something caught the corner of his eye all of a sudden and so he lost his footing whilst he was distracted and fell out of the tree and hit the ground, head first.
Legendarus got back up in embarrassment and annoyance and was rather irritated now, especially with Serrakle trying to hold in her laughter. He shook himself down from the dirt and brushed himself on the torso. Serrakle couldn’t help it and let it out before realizing that Legendarus was looking up into the sky and so she stopped laughing and went into a serious mood and walked over next to him.
“I saw something in the sky, it was a strange light.” He said with wonder.
“It could be a shooting star.” She replied.
“No, this was no star, it flashed multiple colours.”
“Maybe Dremus knows, we should go see him.”
“Perhaps. He does know a lot about anomally’s.” He said, nodding before turning his head forward and then hopping forward and spreading his wings, taking flight. Serrakle followed suite and quickly caught up to him as they flew onward.
Not far away along the mountainside that loomed over the valley, something landed down on it, a small stone fell down to the ground below. The thing watched as it rolled and plummeted downward. There, the creature growled lowly. It was watching the two dragons…and hunting them….
, because dragons are always seen as man-eaters and livestock hunters and house burners, nothing more (in most stories that is, then again, it is a generalisation of the term "Dragon" and is how we see that myth in our society today). And, apart from the Eragon Series (you rarely hear about it but during the book Eldest, when Eragon and Saphira are sent Elessmera the Elves city, they eat plants and no meat but it's not such a huge topic that they go into in the series, perhaps a chapter or more but that's it), I have not seen a book that has a dragon eating plants.