The Cursed Mark I fell down on the ground, the back of my skull hit strongly something cold and damp, a huge sound echoed through my head, it was awful, I lost the battle. Blood spilt all over, I could see my blood mixing with the muddy water and turning the vivid red colour into… Continue reading The Cursed Mark
Farla the genie looked at me and asked me what were my three wishes. I don't know genie. I don't believe in magic anymore. Everything is so false and complicated. It has nothing to do with people, but with me, it's how I see everything around me and how I would want it to be. I don't need… Continue reading Wish granted (short tale)
By the bank of the river Here's how I lived a life of complete desolation and died in total misery. Everyday I would watch the lady eating with gluttony her festive plate while I would be standing hungrily next to her, she never liked me nor my mother and our sufferings were her favourite… Continue reading By the bank of the river (short story)
And with all that was left of her shattered body she took the head of the dragon king in her hands, looked him in the eye and said
Deep inside Draco knew how Ela was an innocent girl, and knew that they fooled her, but he thought that he had nothing to do with all these treasures and that without hesitation he was ready to give them all of his keeping.
“Dragon could you one day take me on your back and make me fly in the sky, I want to see how it looks from up above, would you?” Said Ela.
There once lived a very long time ago a dragon that didn’t look at all like all the rest of the dragon species