Saturday, 17 December 2016

[WP] When children reach the age 10 they get a dragon based on their choices in those 10 years from albino white(good) to ink black(bad) you just received a clear dragon.


Another Writing Prompt.

[WP] When children reach the age 10 they get a dragon based on their choices in those 10 years from albino white(good) to ink black(bad) you just received a clear dragon.

24 points. I feel it was worth more.

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Sigh

I lay on my back in the grass, watching the other kids play. They swoop overhead riding their dragons, laughing and playing. And here I sit... alone.

I'm 13 now, but every kid gets a dragon when we're ten. Every kid. I remember the ceremony quite well. I'd seen my older brother go through before me, and most of my friends. I remember being so excited the day that I put on the ceremonial robes, and was walked into the hall of the Mother Dragon.

She was so... vast. Unbelievably big. I mean, I'm not a little kid anymore like I was then, but she still seems so big in my memory.

I remember my mum holding my hand as we walked across the giant hall in which the dragoness lived. There were aisles of eggs on either side but she towered over everything, curled in the middle of the room like a small mountain.

When we got to the inner circle, the bit near her head, my mum stopped, and waved me on smiling. I carried on, and started climbing the stairs to the speaking plinth. It was a long way up and I remember my knees were shaking by the top of it.

When I reached the top there was just a tiny platform with a rail going around it. The view was amazing, rows of eggs stretched on for what seemed like forever. Hundreds of thousands of eggs, all waiting to choose someone.

Then I turned and looked at the mother dragon. Her head was laying on her front claws, around 100 metres from the platform, and her eyes were closed.

Without moving, she spoken to me in my mind. "Welcome little one. Today is a big day for you and one other. Do you know why we do this?"

I had been going to special classes for years to learn about dragon heritage, and knew the question was coming. I always said to myself I'd speak loudly and clearly when asked, as most kids get flustered.

When I spoke, my voice had squeaked and cracked. "The draAAgons and the humans became friends many years ago when the dragons started dying out, after the magic started fading. It was decided that a bomd.. bond would be formed. Humans would get companionship from a... a dragon, and the dragons would get the spiritual tether they needed to stay alive."

A smile the size of the road I lived on crept along the dragons face. "Very good young one. I see you have been learning. Now, are you prepared for the next step?"

The next step. This was were she looked into my soul and decided which of her children would suit me.

I took a deep breath and said "I am ready".

She had opened her eyes. They were deep black, like pools of violet water so deep that light could not escape. That's how a poet I read about in school described them.

I specifically remember feeling sucked towards her, and then a feeling of freely floating, like I was in space. There was this peculiar sensation that someone was watching me.

My mind started to wander and I found myself starting to fall asleep when the rushing feeling came again. I was stood back on the plinth.

There had been a look of sorrow in her eyes.

"I am sorry child, but the egg that holds your dragon has not yet been laid. There is nothing I can do."

I hadn't understood then. And by the time I reached the bottom of the plinth I was nearly in tears. I was just trying to make it back to my mum without bursting out crying when one of the dragon acolytes hurried up to me.

"The Mother Dragon sent me to give you this" he said, holding out a little wrapped up package in his hands. I could see the dragon was still watching me through one slitted eye.

Unwrapping the package carefully, I had found what I now hold in my hands. A little figure of a dragon, carved perfectly out of crystal.

So here I am, laying on the grass with my crystal dragon, whilst all the other kids playing drag-tag above me.


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