Hyrra Lardsen: A Narrative Fiction

Smith waiting frantically, “Gosh Isiah you scared me, you’re lucky I covered for you guys”

"That is why I came, Dracora." O'Dell rose and faced her. She could see his eyes changing from grey to white, the color of a Mystic's when in a prophetic trance. "Orthos will destroy your people,

Right." Two meagre hands on his chest and a push sent the man flying from the window, screams coming from his lips as he fell. With a satisfying crunch, his body crumpled into nothing beneath him. "Gladys! Feel free to finish him." An sage coloured dragon swooped down to the ground with a loud and menacing roar. It's crimson wings beat together as it lurched at the inert body beneath it. The dragon showed jagged, ivory teeth protruding from it's snarling mouth ready to devour its

His crew worked efficiently and within minutes, the Silver Talon was under way. The crew members not busy with the lines and sails, were preparing the ship’s cannons. Alarmed when flames engulfed the remaining moored ships, Commander Vyoxx informed Nightburn that he had ordered all remaining water craft burned to render them useless to the Tresval army, and that is when Nightburn knew he had selected the right man to be his supreme naval commander. Commander Vyoxx had also ordered his remaining troops to quietly leave the city for a predetermined location to regroup, knowing full well if caught, General Cross would execute them for their allegiance to

One hand was tightly gripped around her wand, though the spells she knew most likely wouldn't be of much help. The island was mostly jungle, and Klara admired all the wildlife roaming about. There were so many dragons, tiny ones scampering up the trees, gigantic ones flying over her head. Bellona's eyes were blazingly yellow, and Klara had come to recognize this as a sign of intense emotion -- fear, anger, and in this case, happiness. She stepped somewhat closer to her dragon, a broad grin breaking on her face as she ventured further into the

Lyla flew over and fluttered next to Hector, when she finally saw what they were talking about her eyes got big.

Just before an big burst of blazing flames almost burnt him to ashes. Edward quickly dodged before it, saving his life. Confronting the dragon face to face, he said; “It 's alright, dragon. I forgive you for what you just tired to do to me. You probably didn 't know who I was.”

20 years ago marching all the way from Argentina to Brazil downing everything in sight. We finally found what looks like heaven in our eyes. We weren't the biggest in the jungle, but we took over everything, nothing stopped us. Whatever got in our way we destroyed and took over. Until, we finally came across with someone who was smart enough to put up a good fight. His name was Leiningen, the only man who has ever defeated us. We put up a good fight, but Leiningen was too intelligent to defeat.

“You will do great, it’s just a tournament” the one girl said her voice was filled with confidence and enthusiasm.

“Tay, what time is it?” She turned and inquired of her litter sister who was trailing close behind with her best friend.

College is all about living up to whats the trends are and finding out who you are deep down inside. There are many benefits as well as bad sides to this experience. In the end you obtain priceless knowledge, obtain a degree, and your identity as a whole. Until all this is achieved, if not every almost a majority of college students go to those crazy outrageous sorority and frat parties. Thats where there are fountains and fountains of alcohol. That is also when the era of the binge drinking occurs. Binge drinking is considered consuming enough alcohol that brings your BAC level to 0.08% in two hours after 5 drinks for males and 4 for females.

I pulled into the gravel driveway and Harolt hopped out of the passenger side of the old black 1969 Dodge Coronet. She popped open the back of the car. Grabbing the bags full of fattening food, she dragged them into the hidden house. I closed the back and followed her through the rusty door. “Where do you keep syrup?” hollered Harolt.

fighting fire and heat and that with the especially serpent shaped dragon, he is in fact fighting an

Women are automatically thought of and treated differently because of how their bodies function, while men embrace their bodies and tend to flaunt due to the lack of advertisement. There is a public image of how women’s menstruation is “seen as smelly, taboo, and distasteful.” Ads in women’s and men’s magazines differ greatly. These show the differences in how women and men are thought about regarding their hygiene.

I feel that cell phones should be allowed in school for many reasons. One of the reasons being that we live in a crazy world were anything and everything can happen. Sometimes we need to get away from the school or your being bullied and you need a parent. With a cell phone that is very useful. Sometimes you feel sick and the nurse wont send you home if you feel that bad you can call or text your mom.