A Dragon's Bond

A Dragon's Bond

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The Kingdom's glory days are long gone. It once rang with laughter and happiness giving testament to its greatness. Mankind was at peace with its powerful allies, and the promotion of knowledge was held above all else, giving rise to incredible prosperity. All things were right and calm in the kingdom. Seemingly overnight, flames and screams rang through the kingdom, scarring its beauty indefinitely. Weeks, then months passed until now there is only silence and servitude. The oppressive ruler ever watching from her castle of fire and death. The masses have risen before in attempts to free themselves, only to be cut down quickly and shown the futility of their hopes. There are powerful forces and beings, lying in wait, hidden from the world. The time will come when they will be joined and given the opportunity to bring about peace. Will these heroes rise to the challenge? Or will they fall with the rest? ***** Still editing this bad boy. As soon as I finish editing up to the current chapter, I will continue on with more chapters. Thank you guys for your patience. Also if you have any artwork that you believe would look good on the cover of the book I would love to see it.
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Legend of the Torchbearer - Book One Most children are lulled to sleep by softly sung lullabies or the sound of snoring family members, I fell asleep to the roar of dragon-song thundering through the mountain known as Beinn Na Nathrach; named for the creatures who first made it their home. Dragons roamed the world long before men, and at their height, nobody could have foreseen their downfall. Now Beinn Na Nathrach is the last nest, and the riders of Dùn Ceò - the ancient fortress carved into the mountainside - are the crumbling remnants of a once noble and powerful sept of armies the world over. As an orphan brought up within the walls of a dragon keep, following orders and watching the riders train is as close as I'll ever get to joining their ranks. Life for me is laid out as a servant, with my place secure as the ward of one of the commanders. I can see it ahead of me; the years of mucking out stables, fetching food, mending clothes and equipment, when all my heart aches for is to know how it feels to see wings stretched out either side of me. Yet the monotony of life is shaken when a hatchling is found in the forest, and rumours of rebellion in the most Northern villages begin to spring up. But why would a few unruly farmers require an entire contingent of well-armed soldiers who seem overly interested in the goings on in Dùn Ceò? If the hatchling didn't come from the last known nest, where did he come from? And what does it have to do with a legend told as a bed time story?

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