Daily Post: Slur (Fantasy Fiction)


(My plan was not to write stream of continued stories  but now with the help of daily prompt, I am going to try writing them. First story in the series: Glitter)

‘Firde!!!’ the Slurred Cat screamed.

‘Wait what did he scream? Did he say fire?’ Maddy asked.

Before One Eyed Solomon could reply, they heard the gush of fire. If you have never heard fire being sprayed like water from a water hose; it sounds exactly like water. No one can actually make a differentiation between the two unless they see the spray is either fire or water.

Maddy looked and found that from the base of the cave, a stream of fire was being poured out. Only…

‘Is it just me or that fire is too small?’

‘How can fire be small Maddy?’

Solomon looked as well. None of the two were in any immediate danger of being fired upon as they were on the opposite direction and quite far from the cave.

‘Yes you are write. It is almost like that fire is coming from a small mouth.’

‘Small jaw sir. It is a reptile.’

‘Shut up Maddy. Think about what we are going to do next?’

The spray of fire stopped abruptly as it had appeared. Screams from the burned victims could be heard now. The two men had their eyes glued to the entrance of the cave and they were waiting to see what would happen.

‘Is ith gone?’ Slurred Cat asked standing directly behind them.

‘I don’th know.’ Maddy said and immediately received a glower from Solomon.

They got their answer soon as the dragon came out of the cave. The dragon was green scaled and small almost the size of a human when crawling. It was definitely a infant still.

‘So the dragon inside gave birth to a small dragon. Are you sure you want the gold inside which is slick with dragon fluids?’ Maddy asked.

‘Shut up. You have not heard the story have you? Three dragons together captured the cave. They killed almost every man and woman inside.No dragon was birthed inside.’

The dragon was still outside the cave when an arrow was fired on it. The arrow hit the skull of dragon and bounced off as if it was a pebble. The dragon was looking towards the direction where the arrow was fired from.

Another arrow. The result was the same, it bounced off the scales as if a pebble. It did irritate the dragon though.

‘What are they doing?’

‘A mistake.’

Everyone who had bow and arrow was firing arrows now and little good it did to the dragon until one unfortunate shot hit the dragon on the eye. The dragon howled in agony and …. it’s scream was not terrifying.

The scream was a child’s inarticulate scream: full of agony. It breathed fire in all directions burning arrows and heating stones before bolting back in. There was a silence in the night as if time was scared to move. It had to broken by Maddy

‘Now what sir?’

‘These guys run. We wait for the dragon’s revenge. Maddy they are coming out soon.’

 


 

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Daily Post: Glittter (Fantasy Fiction)


‘I wanna go out Dad!’

‘Out? Did you say OUT?’ Dad screamed back at his son.

‘Yes dad. I am bored here, there is nothing to do. We are living on heaps of gold which is really uncomfortable to sleep over. I have not seen the sun or the moon in over 3 years.’

‘What are you talking about? We have been here only for 3 months.’ Dad said and then looked elsewhere. He turned back to face his son ‘Anyway you know there are people waiting outside so that they can kill us.’

‘Humans are small. We can kill them.Killing most of them is how we got inside right?’

Dad looked thoughtful, contemplating his son’s logic as that is how he got the bed of gold. He arrived like summer’s heatwave, scorching the fields outside the mountain. He would have had a difficult time to kill everyone if he had come alone but he didn’t. He brought his family with him.

Humans might be able to withstand and rally together to fight one of his kind, but against three they would have to run like babies. He looked towards where his mate slept. She looked so peaceful sleeping there that he had urge to go to her. She wouldn’t like that though, after all between the two of them: she was more ferocious.

His son though, he was the perfect mixture between his reptilian methods and his mate’s hot anger. However, his temperament was marred by the lack of patience and for the last couple of days he kept bothering for different things to do.

‘Alright, what do you plan on doing once you go outside?’

‘Fly! I don’t even know if I can fly anymore. I think I am just too fat to fly now. I also want to scare the sheep. I want to set lands and trees on fire. I want to make new friends.’

‘You know right that your friends will the first one to try and kill you?’

‘Yes I know that.’

He waited for his son to say something more but clearly his son had nothing more to add. He looked carefully at his son then: the glitter of the gold lying all around them shined on his jaw. His son looked…sad.

He got up, and shook off the gold coins off his scales. He can always find another cave filled with gold. But first he needed to entertain his son around and that is what he was gonna do.

‘I am taking our son outside. Do you wanna come with us?’ He asked his mate and braced himself for her attack. She did not like being awakened from her somber.

‘You are an idiot. You will not be able to care for him so I will have to come along with you. ‘ his mate grumbled. She wouldn’t have liked if he went to her but for her son she would let go of her sleep and he would let go of his bed of gold.

The three dragons went outside that night, flying and kissing the moon. Then they set the night sky aflame.

I wish I had a dragon


To Anyone who says Disney movies are for kids,

You are wrong. They are not solely for kids. I have always enjoyed them, although I am one of the adults who love to watch great visuals on a screen. Disney or any animated movie for the matter have more than great visuals going for them, prominently great stories.

They touch on topics which are beyond the scope of comprehension of most kids. Recent movies touched on issues of racism and stereotype. Kids may not have heard of these terms. But we have, and maybe we need to reminded of the things we knew of when we were kids.

Kids don’t need movies which inspire them, we adults need inspiration and motivations. After all, it is pretty difficult to wake up and motivate yourself to get up from bed.  Getting up from bed is a relatively small problem in the grand scheme of things and there are more than one problems awaiting everyday. We need motivation, we need to be taught the important principles lest we forget them in the monotony.

The fact that most of the new animated movies target our childhood and sense of nostalgia is another factor into watching them.

Why else would Finding Dory would be a great hit, or why am I so patiently waiting for The Incredibles 2? I watched the originals when I was a kid and I loved the myriad colors on the screen. How could I understand the emotional depth these films touched.


 

If I watch a Disney movie, I take a trip to Sentiment City. They are so warm and fuzzy; packed with just the right amount of emotional ingredients like laughter, joy and innocence. Of course when I watch them I know they are going to have a happy ending.

Growing up to an adult makes you realize that they are just movies and they are marketed towards children. No child, no money and no profits. No child will love the movie if the main character dies. Disney movies usually have an protagonist which behaves like a dog, so if they kill their protagonist at the climax I will riot.


 

Recently I was watching Pete’s Dragon. I needed a ‘feel-good’ movie because of the day I was having. I knew the usual mind numbing apathetic shows I usually watch would not work. I have not watched the original movie but I trusted Disney to making a great movie.

The movie is stunning visually, with absolute jewels of child characters and a huge dragon which acts like a puppy with wings. I am a dog person and if there is anything more special than dogs it might be dogs with wings.

Or maybe a dragon because I grew up with stories of dragons.

In usual Disney movies, there is the start phase, intermediate stage and climax where everything falls into a new order. The start phase is usually marred by a tragedy and there is a lot of buried up pain in the middle. The climax makes the protagonist and in turn the viewers deal with the buried up pain. Most people would never want the middle phase.

There is also happiness in the middle phase. It is usually after the dog resembling character is introduced, when the protagonist realizes there is more the animated character than meets the eye. It is in the brilliant middle phase where the transition of the protagonist begins. There is a lot of laughter.

In this phase, the protagonist is happy but not as happy as he would eventually be. The movie is able to transmit that happiness from the protagonist’s face across to the viewers’ hearts.

So I watched Pete’s Dragon with a huge grin on my face as Pete and Elliot played around the jungle. Elliot was different than almost every dragon portrayed in the movies, he was kind and loyal. He changed colors when touched, he keeps his powers of destruction inside him and keeps away from people. How did they manage to have an animated character depict sorrow and longing is beyond me but Elliot clearly was sad when he looked at the North Star.

Pete belonged in the jungle with Elliot. He stayed away from people, lived well off on his own and was happy. He stayed true to his childish nature and his curiosity got the better of him at times. How could I forget the fact that Pete scared off a bear? That was funny.

Pete and Elliot had 6 great years together! They were content, wild and carefree. In stark contrast, who amongst us adults can say they had a good week?

Mostly I don’t even have good days, I have good moments with which I try to keep myself content. Moments I cherish. I drew parallels between the movie and my life as I watched.I am grateful for not having personal tragedy as Pete but then he has a Dragon! He could walk around carefree, not worried about what to wear, who to speak and what to say.

It did not matter to me that the adults in the movie seemed out of place. After all, I can willingly accept a kid trusting a dragon but I will probably never accept a full grown adult trusting a dragon. I expect the adult to try to tame the dragon. Exactly like the antagonist did.

I know WHO people are. I may be one of them.

As I watched the movie, I cringed in anticipation of the scene where Pete and Elliot get separated. I was not looking forward to see Elliot captured or any other emotional scene. My imagination raced ahead of me showing all the bad things that could happen to Pete and Elliot.

Thank goodness that the writers don’t have my imagination.

Thank goodness that Pete was still a kid in the movie. Someone who had no pride, someone who could laugh easy and was unencumbered. Thank goodness for the actor who played Pete cause he was able to be the perfect kid, an embodiment of everything childhood was supposed to be.

Innocence. Something I miss, the wide eyed perspective of the world.

It is kind of pointless to be talking about the things lost in a movie which tells you to be brave and move forward. A movie which embraces change in life. The message of the movie was not lost on me. I am not Pete though, I cannot accept change as easily as he did.

So I wish I had a dragon.

#27 Breath Fire(Part 7)


Continued, check part 6

Fiction:

It was a crowd gathered in the great hall. Each and every dragon had assembled to have the humans blood. And the humans smelled of fear. Everyone except Tamara, who should be scared considering she was pregnant.

Oh man, Garge thought. If that child is mine,..

The entire court thought so. And whatever respect he had once possessed was gone. Everyone had come to know why the humans had invaded. Even that small piece of knowledge which was exclusive among his friends spread like fire. Like fire, that’s ironic Garge thought hysterically.

Tamara looked better. She was fraught with life one could say. Lips pink, face flush with rich blood and hair that when opened reached her hips. Beautiful hair.

With an effort he looked away from her and tried to think like he was meant to. The daughter of the King was here, she was their hostage. With her as leverage the incoming war could be put in stalemate.

But, why was she here? Was she here on behalf of her father? Or she had some other ulterior motive.

Eventually, the crowd got bored. They were anxious to know the same answers and when she spoke, the crowd were dumbed into silence.

‘Garge is the father of the child I carry.’

No one could speak, even if they found their voices they would not know what to say. And Garge was in the worst possible position ever. Not only his actions had caused a war, he had also coupled and fathered a half human half dragon.

‘My family’s customs are simple. He will have to marry me and father this indomitable child. It is law’ Tamara continued.

Reaves finally found his voice ‘Don’t preach me law you whore! You who laid your legs bare to the first male you could find, only he was not even your species. I would not be surprised to find you giving birth to a horse son one day!’

Tamara was shocked. Garge quickly got his wits under his control and murmured Reaves to control. Reaves, with a visible effort continued ‘I am sorry for that, it was not how I should talk to a woman. But if we do believed you and understand that the child is Garge’s then I could not gather what would you have us done? You want to coerce him into marriage, it is fair practice but futile as we are almost on the brink of extinction with your father’s armies on the coast ready to slaughter us. So what would you have us do?’

Tamara looked close to tears, and Garge suddenly recalled that night when he laid with her. It had something to do with watching her cry after the wolves have fled, after she was safe in Garge’s arms. She had cried for hours then and every tear she shed was a knife in Garge’s chest.

Apparently the entire hall felt the same way. More than one person looked ready to run to comfort her. Reaves felt the same way. She spoke again trembling ‘He would eventually kill me. And our child. Right after child was born he swore he would take the cord and use it to choke our child. And after the child has stopped breathing he would feed me his entrails and kill me. Those were his words. He doesn’t care for any of his children, neither me nor his elder son, the one who you killed on the island. He would kill us all of could just so he could exterminate all dragons.’

Now everyone was angry. Tamara had to be defended, everyone would agree on that. But what of Garge, that decision was pending. And he didn’t have a lot of hopes. So while they spoke on he quietly escaped the court and went to the terrace.

He loved the night sky. Thousands upon thousands of stars. So many that numbers would not suffice to count them. But doesn’t like them when he turned into dragon. Dragon eyes couldn’t appreciate that beauty. Only human eyes could.

Today the stars looked dimmer. He heard movement behind him and found Reaves with him. And a little behind Tamara. They were alone up on the terrace.

Reaves visage had none of the usual arrogance and looked somber. The guy next to him was his childhood friend, his only friend in a realm of nearly extinct race.

They needed to decide their next move. And about Tamara.

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#25 Breath Fire (part 5)


Continued, check part 4:

Fiction:

Sargent Davis hated sea voyage. He always got seasick. Only good thing he could see was there was the land right in front of him. A few minutes more and they will be ashore.

And then Davis could pacify his revolting guts. Who cares what they are hunting? Kings make wars then make soldiers like him march. This will be always the rule.

Now they are facing dragons. Tomorrow they may face Krakens or something worse right out of hell. The trick was to keep head low, be aware and listen to instincts. His instincts always protected him.

And now he sensed something was about go real bad. Really really bad.

Davis looked at the captain of the ship, Turin. Turin never liked him, but maybe he will listen to warning. The warship leading was almost ashore, ships soldiers already armored and ready to brawl.

But there was no resistance observed there on the shore. No dragons. No men.

Excellent. But it looked like a trap. And Turin’s face betrayed the same.
Something made a huge splashing sound behind them. And then a howl rang out, loud enough to blow eardrums. A strong hot wind blew, a sound of a gush right behind their shows.

Davis turned and what he saw petrified him. No one had predicted this. A huge black dragon was coming out of the water, water was flowing down from his body like waterfall. He was larger than any other dragon Davis ever saw. And then the dripping dragon breathed fire. He twisted his head from one side to the next, a whole 180 degrees all the while he spat fire.

Sails and hulls caught fire, the heat was enough to cause agonizing burns to those in proximity of fire. In less than a second, more than 7 ships were on fire. And then dragon went under water again.

Davis quickly ducked and tried to go under the ship as soon as he saw the dragon. That helped somewhat. When dragon was back underwater, he glanced around. So many of the ship’s crew which were on broadside were burnt to crisp. None were moving. The captain Turin was moving and Davis saw that Turin’s face was burnt. The moans and cries of the writhing crew was not audible as commotions had started from other ships too. More dragons were coming out of water to burn ships. And because they were quickly inside water no scorpion could be aimed at them.

The rowing crew were still inside, aware of the commotion and probable fighting but rowing forward nonetheless. That was their job. To row.

Davis could not feel any pain, but that might be because he was in adrenaline rush. The pain will come later. Dragons were coming up more quickly than anticipated, burning more and more ships down. He saw a ship to his right being burned to a crisp. The rowers were being burnt inside, like in a furnace. He could see them trying to escape the ship from orifices that held the rows, their bodies being burned while they tried to escape.

This was bad. Almost every ship was burning, many have started to sink. And the saltwater of the ocean will cause agony of another dimensions to the crew.

The land! Just a couple of minutes away. The black dragon appeared again, this time in front of the ship. And instead of spitting fire he flew into the ship. With his tails, he quickly broke the scorpion into pieces. And then he made inferno.

He thrust his head inside the ship, breaking the wooden floor. And he opened fire. Even with so many screams all around them in the different ships, the screams coming from within were distinctive and clear. Hell! What happened on that island?!

Before Davis knew what was happening, he was up his sword in his hand and running towards the dragon. His scream was hoarse with smoke but quickly got others’ attention. Those who could, they lifted their arms and joined him.

He sprang into the creature’s back, scales slippy with water and thrust his sword deep. Or tried to. The scales were so tough the the sword bent. And others also had similar results. But the dragon howled and with a swift flick of his tail catapulted Davis into the sky.

Davis landed somewhere in the rocky part of the shore, face bloody and mangled.

But he was found alive after the inferno was over.

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#22 Breath Fire (Part 2)


(Check out previous post, part 1)
Continuation, fiction:

King Reaves loved this hall. It smelled like fire and smoke, like ash. And its his home. But his father lost this. How could he!

He never forgave his father. For being a loser. Dragons could not lose. We are invincible, even our names would ingrain fear in enemies’ bones.

And when we turn and soar up in the skies….

‘You summoned me, Majesty’ Garge said as he came into the hall. Garge was every bit as what a dragon should be. Huge, at least 6 feet tall, strong and muscular. Long black hair, always wearing his accustomed white coat with black trousers. Carrying a named broadsword at his back.

The Last King’s Broadsword, Icebreaker. Given to Garge as an honor for being far better at swordsmanship than any other in the realm. Or whatever is left of the realm.

‘Did you know my Father, the senile lizard made his last stand here twenty years ago?’ Reaves began ‘He turned here, and breathed fire at each and every soldier who came up that door. It is said that he nearly burned the King himself. The enemies waited till he tired and then they attacked all at once from all directions possible and killed him. Well most of them were burned their armor melted and stuck to their skins, only a handful survived. Not without burns. That was the bravest thing my Father did.’

Reaves knew Garge admired his Father. But he liked teasing nonetheless. Garge said nothing in reply, just stared like he always did.

It was said that he always stood that way, broadsword at his back in practice arena. Never moved and made his opponents sweat. By the time any movement happened, the opponent’s hands were so sweaty that they had difficulty holding the sword. And also because Garge was lightening fast.

‘Wesley says scouts spotted some  ships across the sea. He is sure that the enemy, whoever they are, are coming.’ Reaves said.

‘Your permission, Majesty?’ Garge began, sounding all humble. Reaves nodded waiting to hear his best friends honest words. Words he was sure will be contrary to his own.

‘Wesley would pick a fight with his dead mother because he likes the adrenaline rush. And because he would be hard for a night’s whoring then. You seriously going to have’ his word on imminent battle?’

They both stated at each other for a second the burst out laughing. None of them had believed Wesley’s word. Yet they had to talk about this.

‘The two captives?’

‘They swear they are alone. Here to catch a dragon. Guess they are caught off guard’

They eventually went to the get their lunch. All the high members of the realm joined them on the table. There was Wesley, he was another hunter like Garge, and was always desperate for a fight. He was a captain in a small platoon. Deacon, an elderly general, one who rescued Reaves and Garge twenty years ago leads the armies, maintains peace and handles all judicial functions. Vagh handles the exchequer of the people, levies taxes. Most of them are Reaves childhood friends.

Pearl joined them, she was the beauty of the realm and Reaves betrothal. Every man who could like Reaves, was jealous because he would marry Pearl.

As ate, hands filthy with grease and half drunk on rum a soldier rushed into the room and urgently spoke to Deacon’s ears.

‘Where are your manners soldier?! You are here in front of your King and you dare ignore asking his permission’ Wesley roared.

Reaves and Garge share a tiny smile, knowing full well this was what Wesley does best. But Deacon had lost all the color from his face. Everyone soon noticed that and urged him to speak.

‘Majesty, on the sea.’ He took a deep breath and continued ‘There’s ships inbound. Apparently hundreds of them.’

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#2 Lets Catch A Dragon


Fiction:

‘You want to do what Jere?!’ Keri shouted.

Jere knew this was coming. They had traveled so long on their journey because Keri trusted him. Because keri trusted his plan, even if it was unmentioned.

Now when they have traveled half way around the world and they have landed on this mysterious land far from their homeland Jere had to confide in Keri.

And that is the worst part. He had a confidence that this is his destiny. Everything’s he has done in his life has led up to this land.

Has led up to land of Dragons!

Now here he had to convince his best friend, his brother and only friend that his plan was going to work.

‘Yes we are here to catch a dragon. Don’t you see that this is the only way to win the war back home. War on a dragon backs. And you are here, might as well do it.’

Keri needed a lot of pursuing. An entire day later he went from blatant refusal to hesitation. Eventually he agreed to go ahead with the plan, only if Jere gave him half of whatever money he had back home.

Jere disappointed, understood that too late his best friend was only after the riches.

They ate and went into the land. Keri had no clue about the land. But Jere did.

The land was an empire. An empire which was ruled by one family for the last two thousand years. No one could conquer it.

Maybe because the land was so remote. But the rumors was dragons defend the empire.

And if only one of such dragon could be captured. Brought back to homeland and unleashed on the enemy. Fires and destruction all the way. And Jere would be the hero.

Jere The Dragon Catcher!

He liked the sound of that. That is what he kept on telling himself every time his resolve flagged. A Day of walking on foot they reached a village. Village surrounded by scorched earth.

Keri now believed in dragons, walking on burned earth makes you believe. But they have not yet spotted a single dragon.

They could spot villagers down the valley, minding their business. But they were strange. All of them were tall. Really tall. And from far it was obvious that they were bred warriors. They carried weapons on them.

But no dragon.

They scanned the village valley for hours, trying to gauge what they villagers do, what they eat. There were no farms and no market was discernable.

‘Say Jere where are those winged creatures?’

Jere was thinking the same when they heard some flapping noise. Noise of wings. BIG wings from the sound of them.

From the left they saw huge birds flying towards the village. Three of them were flying towards the village.

Too far to descry any physical features other than color: all of them were black. And they descended towards the village.

Jere’s heart leaped up his throat. Dragons were here to pillage the village. And their descend was as terrifying as it was graceful and swift. One moment they were up next they had almost on the village.

And the next they were three tall humans.

(Post inspired by Cloud Dragons)

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