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Chapter 3: Nelliell- Blue River Rushing by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Chapter 3: Nelliell- Blue River Rushing

Chapter 3: Nelliell Blue River Rushing I walked back to the royal chambers feeling like I’d just sparred with one of the most powerful men in the land and won (which was obviously what had happened). “Nelliell!” I winced and froze in my tracks. Plantia was standing directly in front of me, hands planted on her hips, and scowling at me like I was caught stealing sweets in the kitchen. “H-hey,” I squeaked. Plantia marched over to me, stopped about a foot away and leaned so close to me that our noses almost touched. I leaned back a little, trying to get some personal space. “W-what’s wrong?” I a

Chapter 2: Brone. Green Leaf Soaring by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Chapter 2: Brone. Green Leaf Soaring

Chapter 2: Brone Green Leaf Soaring "Brone!” My mother called out from the mouth of the cave. “Come help me with Knoth!” I sighed and banked to the left, allowing the thermals of the winds to carry me upwards into the blue sky. Why do I have to get stuck with that chickling? I thought with exasperation. I felt the leaf-green scales on my back warm as the sun shined down on them. I was having my alone time; today was the day of the Hunt. When a generation of dragons comes of age they go to the human’s land, called Dracobane, to capture their first human. The other drakes and dragonets

Falling for Fire by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Falling for Fire

Chapter 1: Nelliell Red Insults Raging "Haaaaa!” I shouted as I thrust my sword under my opponent's sword, tapped him on the collarbone, then pulled back before he could retaliate and readying into my attack stance. My opponent stepped back and took off his silvery knight’s helmet, shaking out his shoulder-length red hair and smiling. “Well done, Princess Nelliell!” “Well done to you too, Sir Erart,” I grinned back at him, taking off my helmet as well and shaking out my silvery-blonde hair. “Your form has improved as well as your coordination,” he said, walking to stand in fron

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Chapter 3: Nelliell- Blue River Rushing by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Chapter 3: Nelliell- Blue River Rushing

Chapter 2: Brone. Green Leaf Soaring by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Chapter 2: Brone. Green Leaf Soaring

Falling for Fire by Dragonsfieryroar, literature

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Falling for Fire

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Oct 15, 1998
United States
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May 2, 2016

Heeyyyy, Lovely Cupcakes! I'm happy as a dragon who's just breathed fire for the first time! XD

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Mar 4, 2016

Falling for Fire

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Chapter 1: Nelliell Red Insults Raging                "Haaaaa!” I shouted as I thrust my sword under my opponent's sword, tapped him on the collarbone, then pulled back before he could retaliate and readying into my attack stance. My opponent stepped back and took off his silvery knight’s helmet, shaking out his shoulder-length red hair and smiling. “Well done, Princess Nelliell!” “Well done to you too, Sir Erart,” I grinned back at him, taking off my helmet as well and shaking out my silvery-blonde hair. “Your form has improved as well as your coordination,” he said, walking to stand in fron