I looked up into the night sky. Millions of stars, all free, unlike me. I have to stay here and work as a slave, I wish I was free to do what I want and be what I want.
Storm where is my comb? Asked Cheryl.
I dont know, why don't you find it yourself. Replied Storm.
Oh that's gonna cost you. You should know better then to give me that kind of attitude! You have just earned yourself a week of no food! Said Cheryl.
No please, I'm sorry! Here, here's your comb. Said storm.
Too little too late. Replied Cheryl.
It's so unfair, the only way to get any respect here is to be rich or a Dragon Rider, and I'll never be rich and the only way to become a Dragon Rider is to be chosen by the Master Dragon tonight, which will never happen to me cause I'm just a stupid slave girl! Storm muttered to herself.
Did you say something? Cheryl asked.
Storm took a deep breath. No Storm said.
That night Storm and many others gathered around to see who who will be the next Dragon Rider.
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Dragon Storm
FantasyThere are 3 parts to this book, they are short stories, they are about a slave girl named Storm who wants to be free, but she thinks that because she is a slave it will never happen and she will always be a slave but that all changes, her life will...
