The World That Burned

The World That Burned

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., août 22, 2026
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*LIMITED TIME ONLY* My steel-toed boots thumped against the side of the small cabin, dislodging thick chunks of snow and ice that had dug their way into the spiked soles. I pulled the hood of my cloak farther over my face, as if it would do anything to cover the shine of my hair, a tell-tale sign of who and what I was. Not that it mattered. I grasped the wrought iron handle just as a low slumbering growl echoed through my thoughts, and my lips turned up in response. The air was stuffy and stagnant in this run down tiny little inn, but the food smelled good, and they had ale. No one moved or so much as breathed as I stepped in, my boots echoing in my wake. My ears twitched, catching their low murmurs and my eyes snagged their fearful gazes. Did they know why I was here? Did they know I wasn't their savior? My lips curled, revealing sharp canines as I bared my teeth at the nosey onlookers, the fire slumbering inside me started to burn as one by one they found interest in their glasses. "What can I get you?" The barkeep murmured, a tremor to his tone. His hands shook as he cleaned an empty glass and tried very hard to avoid eye contact with me. Again that growl came, and when I finally met his eyes, I knew he saw my dragon looking back at him. He cleared his throat, sweat dripping down his forehead. "Stew is fine, and ale. I'll be needing a bed and bath too." I tossed the money on the counter, sliding into a seat and tugging my hood down, and around me, a collective inhale filled the room as I confirmed their suspicions. I am the lost princess of the kingdom of Tanelor, and I am here to claim all that was stolen from me. I am here to take back my kingdom. And on my dragon's back, we will conquer the world. BOOK ONE
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"Long ago, when the world believed dragons were only myth. The world was ruled by humans, in that world it was human kill everything. All that changed when the sky opened and out came creatures that would burn the world to ash. Millions of lives lost in a matter of one year, the human army tried to kill them but no missile could breach the armored skin on the dragons body. Soon the whole human race would be gone, but that didn't happen. Everything changed when a man appeared. He was just a man they all thought until they witnessed him controlling and even riding a dragon with scales as black as the night sky. Once he came, the killings and number of wild dragons dropped, he had tamed them all. He came to be called Kahlo in our language or to the humans, he was the Dragon King. With Kahlo riding a dragon, he showed only the loyal ones how to do the same. That is how the Riders were born." The man stopped talking as he looked at the two faces of his children. "I think it be for bed soon my children." "Oh come now father, please finish the story," a little boy with white hair begged. "Yes father please," a young girl with black hair begged as well. "Alright, but it be bed right after or your mother would have my head." They both giggled and waited for their father to continue the story. "Peace flowed over the world, he put in place, his own form of rule. Each country would be ruled by a single Rider and their clans. Each of the world had dragons and their riders ruling the country. That is how peace remained in this world but something came to destroy our peace." The children gasped making the father smile. "Now to bed you two go." "Ah but father." They both whined but he covered them with the blanket. "No buts, to bed. I'll see you both in the morning." He kissed their heads making them smile. "Goodnight father." They both said as he closed the door.

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