Darkskin- The untold tale of a dragon rider.

second chapter update :)

Chapter 1- Things you want to know

Life. What is life? Do you ever ask yourself that question? Many people do, but many don't. Sometimes I wonder why we live. What is our purpose? Are we all here for one thing? Or do we all have different thoughts, ideas, goals, expectations, tasks, problems, and difficulties? For a while I did not know the answer for any of these questions. But soon, I realized that it was not so hard to see the truth, or to figure out the answer to that question. It is simple. Life is just a game. It is your responsibility to figure out how it is played, and once you figure it out, you can control your life, from the start until the end.

I do not know how it is to you, but all I know is that my life is pretty different. I believe that almost no one saw what i saw, heard what i heard, or lived what i lived. My life was a spectacularly dangerous mess. But boy I would never trade it for any life in the universe. "Why?" you might ask. I will tell you why. once you understand everything I mean, you'll know what i am talking about, because if I tell you what i saw, heard, or lived, you'll just stand there. Wondering. You will do nothing but continue reading. Trust me on this one. But I'm gonna say it in a suspenseful way. A way that can spread the goosebumps all over your body. Because I don't want you to read this. I want you to FEEL this. Well i presume it is enough moral talk. Let us head into my story. Or, if you want to put it this way, OUR story.

It all started when i was 15. i was a normal boy living in the 1780's living in a village called crimson. I recently moved here, after me and my family moved out of our old village, called white- horse. It had a weird name. It has this name because, a long time ago, in the early 1500's, a brave warrior conquered the land from the ice goblins. The funny thing is that after people went looking for him, they only found his white horse, and his iron helmet. After that, they decided to call the city White- horse. I preferred "iron helmet", but that is not important. What is important is the reason we moved out. It was not our intention to move of course. We loved that average sized, rich in resource city. The real reason is because the city was attacked. By what? nobody knows. The only thing we saw was a huge moving object, Hitting and destroying everything in its path. People panicked, and some even died from shock! I, for some odd reason that I don't know, was not afraid at all. On the contrary, i just stood there, looking at that object. But still, I had no idea what it is, because it was a dark night when it all happened. The object was even darker.

After we fled out of the city, me and my family were informed that Crimson is an excellent village. And if you are wondering, yes, i did have a family. I had a mother, a father and a 9 year-old sister. We travelled to Crimson. It was very far from our city, and was bordered by a huge forest called the crispy forest. Trust me, i was as confused as you were when i heard the name. well, why dont we take a moment to talk about me. My name is Argon. i was an average kid. I worked with my father at his trading market. The problem with me is that i did not like to socialize, especially with people. People seem to scare me, because they think they are most powerfull, most dominant, and smartest. I would agree on that but they would still scare me. I was more of a person that would look at all the other children play together and socialize, while I sit in the corner and think about some solo adventures i could do in my free time. Yes, I love adventure, and I love the fact that whenever I go on one, i discover something new, like that time when i discovered a new species of butterflies, that have different colors that are bright enough to hurt your eyes. And the other time when i discovered a new tree, that lets out a vapor. The vapor was straight orange, and smelt like orange too! I loved my adventures, simply because i have the best time alone.

As you can see, I am a 15 year-old, so my grammar or strength of speech is not so strong, but I have the biggest imagination you will ever see, and with the power of my imagination, i will charm you with my detailed story. my unpleasant, unimaginable, untold tale, of my next adventure, An adventure that will make you shiver till you drop.