Legend Of The Ice Dragons

Gray's Past

(A/N : *crawls out of a mountain of paper work gasping for air* Man all of this could kill someone trying to make a living out of being a writer. *turns to computer with notebook lying beside it. a window is open showing comments from all of her packmates wondering what happened to her* Oh no they all must think I died or something. I must make it up to them.)

All around was snow and mountains formed a wall in all directions. The snowflakes drifted softly down to the ground already under a blanket of white powder. The tree branches were heavy from the weight of all the condensed powder on them. They gave quiet creaks from the strain.

They had two options either submit to the weight and snap or bend till it all falls off only to be covered again. At this elevation it snowed almost constantly making it feel like a winter paradise. Lower was the warm glow coming from houses making up a small village.

The light from them trying desperately to drive out the cold and give some hope in the snowy land, that this land did in fact hold a semblance of warmth in its depths.

A child was walking up the snow flooded mountain. The child had navy blue almost completely black hair but some would argue it was black with a blue tint. He didn't care and his eyes showed it. His eyes were a steel or cobblestone gray or some say a dark cobalt or midnight blue. They held childlike curiosity and determination.

If this was someones first time seeing him walk this mountain they would think he was just exploring. But no, this was far beyond his first time trailing up the snow covered rock. He came here frequently often more then ones a day with the same purpose. To get away. Now his life on the surface didn't seem horrible.

His parents were nice people who treated him well never hit him and punished him appropriately when needed. But in the dead of night when no one heard or knew anything things changed.

His mother cheated on his father incessantly and he knew his father knew she was unfaithful. But he never confronted his wife about her affairs. He just went on with his daily life. He himself had his own woman he partnered with in the village.

No one knew or if they did they didn't care to stop it and help the child who was forced to see the lies play out before him day in and day out. So to remedy the situation the boy left to walk the mountain to find a semblance of piece for the chaos.

Today he was going further than he has ever climbed up the mountain. He wanted to search for a place he could go that was solely his to cope with all the pain coming from his home life. But the higher he climbed the more the winds picked up sending snow to cloud his vision.

All the boy could make out was shadows. In the distance he could see a shadow that resembled the mouth of a cave or overhang. Not wanting to be stuck and buried by the snowstorm he trudged through the deep powder snow that was up to his waist by now.

Once he got to the shadow he saw he found it was a cave. Looking around all he saw were the ice covered rocks and shadows that lead deeper into the cave. The boy was only going to stay till the winds stopped or just calmed down. As he sat at the mouth looking out to the storm he heard a growling noise coming from the shadowed depths.

The sound startled the boy and made him start inching out of the cave as something that resembled a sparkly white scaled claw came his way. Before he could leave a cool scale covered tail wrapped around him to pull him closer to the creature further in the cave. Scared he tried to dig his heels into the ground, but it proved futile.

The large scaled creature pulled him closer till he could see it entirely. Looking up he saw a beautiful sparkly white dragon sitting in front of him. The dragon lowered its head towards the boy. Scared of what it would do he closed his eyes and waited for death.