Freya grabbed the gold knocker and smashed it against the wood. The fire guards noticed her impatience and hastily swung open the doors. My eyes darted back and forth as s the dragons all around stared. Freya stomped towards a green dragon and roared with fury at her. The small green dragon quickly climbed Freya's back and gathered all the children. Then Freya looked as if to spew fire everywhere, but instead she spit out the mother. The woman looked around in bewilderment as the green dragon scooped her up with the children and flew off. Then Freya quickly swooped of to a circle of every type of dragon around the lake. She flew to the lake and tied me to a horizontal pole, sort of like a spit to roast animals. Then she screamed so high-pitched that my ears felt like they were bleeding. All the dragons snapped to attention. Freya roared and screamed at the seemingly counsel of dragons. One of them, a wise looking forest dragon rumbled back. I decided to call him Solomon. It seemed fitting. Freya and Solomon screamed and roared and rumbled for it seemed like eternity. Then they seemed to reach a consensus. The dragons flew off, leaving me tied to a pole, in the middle of a monster infested lake.
( Authors note )
The picture at the top is Solomon.
YOU ARE READING
Dragon Rider
FantasyThe dragons are searching. Searching for someone worthy. Searching for answers. Searching for life. Searching for the only thing that can save them. Hakud is that thing. (Also Hakud is the narrator so you won't really find his name in the book)
