Post by Micci on Dec 17, 2010 12:00:15 GMT -5
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The End War had a strong hold on the land of Patria, Dragons and humans alike suffered from it and none were exempt. The suffering and fighting went on for many millennia. The numbers of both humans and dragons were reduced drastically until finally a small village and two dragons were all that were left of two mighty races.
Zenith was the larger of the two; his whole body throbbed with evil. His wings were dark as night and his eyes were black and empty. His scales were like an abandoned wasteland, they were rough, dry and dangerous to the touch. He came up with the plan that finally won the war. The village was small and defenceless and made mainly of wood. With oil collected from the Druid Mountains and the dragon’s fire it would burn quickly and kill all who resided within its walls.
Nadir, who was half his size with sky blue scales as soft as hatchling skin, agreed. Although it went against her peaceful nature the impact of the war on her soul had scared her and she could not stand to see or even smell the humans anymore.
As night fell and darkness covered their land oil was poured over the village as discretelyas possible, as soon as the oil was spread the dragons began their attack. The human’s screams poured out endlessly into the night but with the first rays of dawn the destruction was felt and seen, the war was won and the humans were no more.
From Zenith and Nadir dragons once again populated the lands, their first clutch was their only clutch; Zenith’s evil was too much for Nadir’s peace to handle. They went their seperate ways, leaving their fledglings to finish the population of the planet.
So are you a Child of Nadir? Or a Child of Zenith? Or do you have no home?