The Journey

The Journey

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Dragons are bad at getting along. Two different types of dragons fight just because they think they're better than the other and another tribe decides they can hunt barely surviving dragons all they'd like and that's the world a few dragonets were born in. One getting a taste of how to fight in a war and leading a group to success or his own demise, One born from a fleeing couple and is oblivious to the war raging, One born with a killing instinct and a hatching under their command, And One born under a dim sun and heavily scarred by the war their tribe were losing. One day, when they're older they'll meet and only time will tell how all their lives will change and if they die or survive in the bloodthirsty world. (This is the part of the description where I note that this is my first story and if your reading it then thanks and hope you enjoy.)
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Nothing in my life had ever made sense. They told me it was normal, I'd grow into who I was supposed to be, that things would get better; here I am now, going through the motions and wondering if this was really what I was destined to do for the rest of my life. Turns out, it wasn't. Nothing in my life had ever made sense but that was because my memories were fractured, pieces of a person I used to be, one I used to know lurking in the shadows of my dreams. I was just a normal guy trying to navigate the world but saying yes to everything and falling into the same monotony just wasn't cutting it anymore. I had a steady job, a pretty girl seemed interested in me and my 22nd birthday was coming up just before Christmas to give me something to look forward to. That all changed when I remembered her. I'd never forgotten her truly, blue was the only thing I knew and that Neptunian shade was so striking it stuck with me from the night she screamed at me in the rain but it wasn't until I found all the papers, the notes and crystals that I started to remember the world she lived in. One that wasn't my own and that had so much more to offer. It sounded crazy but I knew it was real and getting there, finding her and fixing the bridge that I'd unwittingly burned was going to be hard but I was ready to be more than a desk jockey typing my life away. I wanted to see the orange skies instead of the blue and find her sitting in a field of crystals again, staring at the stars.

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