Dragnar

 The mouse girl sighed in relief  finally made it to The town house of the noblemen Sir Gallmen.  She didn't know if her luck was good or bad today. The Dragon who saved her just less than an hour ago from a pack of wolves and even given her back the message. Walking up the stairs to the door, looking over the impressive house. The townhouse wasn't at all large by noble standards but it was much bigger than common people could afford in a town. Taking her small paw she gripped the large door knocker picking it up and letting it fall three times. Waiting for the door to be answered she peaked around the house. It was simple, yet was finely cra

No one remembers who had fired the first shot of the war, only that when everything was said and done, the world was burning in atomic hell fire. For Ten years the survivors of the war scrapped by, trying to survive in the hell that they created. The atomic wasteland was only part of the threat to the survivors, Other survivors that only cared for there own survival became raiders. The raiders attacked the few settlements that was trying to make a living. For ten years this went on and on, until one day the Phoenix came. From the ashes of the atomic wasteland like the bird of legion she came. Dressed in the most pure of white she stood tall a

 The day was still early, not yet past noon. The streets busy with people going about their own business. Ashkore a young male green dragon was sweeping the brick pavement in front of his grand parents shop.  The tall and well toned, his scales a dark green all but his throat that was an off white while the rest of his body was clothed with simple earth tone clothing. Having a long, dark brown mane that ran from his head down his back to the middle of his tail. It was easy to tell that he was in his own head not paying attention to what was going on around him. A young mouse girl of cream color running for her life down the same street. The

 The Blast of heat and the thundering sound of the presser wave hit like a train. The explosion rippled though the building and my body. My limp body was sent flying as the explosion was set off. I can not stress how painful being dead center to a Explosion is. Hitting the window my bloody and battered body shattered the bullet proof glass of the mile high skyscraper. I realize as the wind roared around me that I was still alive cursing my luck, hoping my life would have ended in the blast but my luck was always bad. I let myself smile as I fell My life maybe over but I did what I came here to do. The life of the man I came here to kill wa

Loneliness holds me The pain never eases Hope fades and goes Nothing stays the same Only one thing does The pain of love The tears of lost Life starts and ends With love