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Back in my day, I remember how free everything was. Dragons roamed the skies, coming back with meat that we later shared with them. We were best friends with them; We trained them, we helped raise them, and we treated them when they were ill or injured. They repaid us with the same kindness and respect, always leaving our sheep alone. Now, war was constant. More and more humans and dragons died, every death being of any age. I wanted to fix it. I couldn’t fix it, of course, I knew that. I can’t stop an entire war. But I can scavenge for eg...
"You wanna do something fun?" Delilah had asked me. Her eyes were a bright blue, and her hair was a deep red-orange color. She wore a light blue shirt and dusty blue jeans. Delilah never wore anything that wasn't a dress. I wondered if she had 'grown up'. Delilah had promised she wouldn't, but now I worried. No, no, why am I worried? It's Delilah, her growing up meant the world had ended. Was the world ending? My young mind had identified different clothes as some kind of twisted threat, or some kind of message that I just didn't get. An...
Just a writer in training, hoping to make others happy. My Wattpad is PixieBugee if you're interested in reading more complete works.
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