Glossary For Draygonian – Disoshhl'ach --- thank you– Rinissshh-- a slab of meat from the Rini animal (looks kind of like a tri-tipped cow)– Saah- yes– Ssshrat sa rinissshh-- eat your meat – Laarooss-- welcome to my place– Laarosa-- your welcome – Rahosha- drink that comes from Rini– Drayssnar-- Dragon king – Draygana- female dragons – Draygonian-- their language– F'sheerah- bastard– Draygon- their world – Shoranta-- choosing – Chrindalla-stuipid/brainless/useless– Niss'arn- Follow me– Afrima- ass– Wisira- whore, slut, sextoy,– Yeish-hell (a desolate waste land where the wind blows so hard the scales will rip of your skin)– shambrashi draygonain-counsel – Norshhem- treaty – Drayssnor- My King – Drassnara- my Queen – Sanshas-Poisonous creatures that look kind of like lizards and kind of like eels – trussha- female genital- pussy– Narhas'fa- Green Draygons – Hars – slang for Green Draygon Juice (Narhas'fa Hars)– Goorian- ocean that connected this continent and
I walked this path once more as I had done a million times before on similar days like this. However, this time it had to work. The timing was exact, the weather was exact, and the day was exact. Everything had aligned absolutely perfectly, and I knew that because I had made sure of it before I had even left my parent's house this morning. Every detail was crucial to my cause. I had tried everything else over the last 10 years, and this, this was my last hope. Pulling my brown fleece jacket closer around myself, I desperately tried to ignore the coldness seeping into my bones despite the thick coat I had on. I wasn't going to let anything keep me from doing this today, even if it meant the shivering and the teeth clattering painfully.The well-worn cobblestone walkway twisted and wound around the green grass that highlighted the red and yellow leaves hanging from every tree and bush that lined both sides. Autumn had come in a vibrate flash of rainy days and colors. Normally, I would
Despite my conviction, my steps slowed just a bit. I tried to tell myself it had more to do with the fact that it was difficult to see and not that I was fearful. I thought the fog was going to go on forever, and I was never going to be able to find my way out of it. I would be lost in the fog until the end of time, I just knew it. Was this where my brother was? Where he had been for 10 years?I wrapped my arms around myself to try and press back the tidal wave of horror and sadness at the thought of him being so alone.Shadows began to materialize in the fog. They were blurry at first, mere wisps, unformed, and fleeting. Then they grew, shaped, and darkened until I could almost see them clearly. They were people. People were moving just beyond the curtain. Massive people. Somewhere between six and seven feet tall with a width almost twice the size of an average person. They looked like dark gods, swaying, and shifting. The closer I got, the taller they grew until they threatened to
The reminder of my brother gave me something to focus on as my mind spun around the unbelievable nature of my predicament. I turned back to find the man grabbing an odd green pack off the ground outside the circle of trees and rocks. He still had the look of concern on his face. But he was no longer seemed interested in grabbing me again, which I took as a sign of hope. He lifted his hand to me with his palm out as if he were trying to show me that he would not hurt me. He hissed something again. His tone sounded a bit more soothing than the other. If a hiss could sound soothing. He waved me over to him and pointed to a path off to the side of the clearing."What?" I asked him. "You want me to follow you?" He hissed again. This time it seemed more urgent and made the gesture again for me to come closer. Still unsure if I could trust him, I stood there looking between him and the path several times as I tried to get a read on the situation. I guess I didn't have much to lose, I thoug
"Good gods, you guys seriously must be part goat or something to make it up and down those flipping mountains!" I groaned at him.His answer, of course, was just a hiss and a wave as he began walking towards the village. I trudged behind him, running my hands through the grass on either side of the path. It was soft as fur and tickled my fingers as I walked. I reached down and plucked a piece of it shocked at the sweet smell that drifted up from it.As I gazed around, I realized something odd, or odd for my sense of normal. This field was obviously the main road in and out of town. So why wasn't there a pathway for travelers? I purposely stepped hard on some of the grass blades to see what would happen. The minute my foot moved; the grass bounced back up as if nothing had happened. This place was amazing, I thought as I played with the blade. I didn't know if my shock was wearing off, or maybe I had buried it deep within my mind. Either way, with my head clearer, I finally had the cha
I looked out through the metal bars that covered the window in the small cell I had been thrown into. I wouldn't have expected this cell to have a view, but beyond the bars that guarded the window sprawled the valley up to the hilltop. I pushed the surprising light, metal bed over to the window to look out it and watched the grass blow in the wind. It shimmered lighter shades of green and blue like a rolling kaleidoscope.Even with the amazing view, watching it for hours had become tedious. I crawled down, sitting on the stained grey mattress that felt harder than rocks underneath my backside, and stared at the wooden door that was barring me from leaving. I picked at my filthy clothes and wished that I had brought a clean set with me. I had intended to bring my backpack with me. Yet, it had seemed frivolous when I wasn't sure exactly what I would find. The one thing I wish I had grabbed the most was my hair tie. My long curly red hair was sticking to me and driving me crazy. I grabbe
I put my hand to my chest. "Mara. My name is Mara." He put his hand to his chest. "Treddian." "Treddian," I repeated, pointing at him. "Saah, saah," he explained happily. "Saah… means yes," I said just as happily.It wasn't the greatest conversation in the world, yet it was a start and a promising beginning. There was a hiss outside the door, and Treddian looked over and responded. I listened in fascination but couldn't pick up the differences in each word. It sounded like nothing but a string of hisses. Almost as if a rattlesnake were warning me to stay away. "Ssshrat sa rinissshh, Mara," Treddian said to me, waving towards the plate. "Eat your meat, Mara," I translated quietly to myself. He nodded as if he understood me. "Disoshhl'ach, Treddian," I returned to him. He smiled and nodded before leaving me alone again. As soon as the door closed, I set the plate down and stood back on the mattress to look out the window. The moon had risen, a planet that kind of looked like Ju
I laid on the bed staring up at the ceiling, counting the blocks for the thirtieth time. Oddly enough, the number hadn't changed from the 75 that I had counted a half an hour ago. I was going crazy; I knew I was. I was the picture-perfect definition of insanity. I couldn't take this anymore. Jumping up, I raced to the door and began pounding on it. "Erik! Bring me, Erik! Please!! Erik!" I screamed. The guard on the other side of the door hissed something back at me, slamming his arm on the door. I knew it was more than likely he was telling me to shut up, but I didn't care. I was not going to spend one more hour in this tiny room staring out this window, wondering what my fate was."Look ya giant, gold, greenish… people… I want to speak to my brother! Doesn't the prisoner get some sort of rights! This is inhumane! Even on earth, they got let out once a day!" I shouted. "You're not on earth," replied a voice just beyond my view. "Erik," I gasped out happily. "Look, I know you don't