★Dragon's 3 Word Stories★

[Nevriande]

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Hi, I was wondering when could you get my story up?
The one that you asked me through PM?

[P_PixelNinja216]

Nev:
Please check your PM, I sent you another message.

[DragonDream]

Username: Kitty Lion
3 Words: Silence, Darkness, Glacial
Preferred genre: Dark-ish romance
Other: Can you slide in a few mythical creatures in there?

Quietly making her way through the trees, a seemingly young girl walking in the shadow of night. Long ebony hair was braided behind her, a few strands falling in front of her bright green eyes. Every now and then she would glance over her shoulder making sure she wasn't being followed. Everytime there was nothing. Light on her feet the night was filled with silence. Heart beating faster she ascended the hill, keeping her eyes on the willow tree at the top. Placing her hand on the smooth bark she closed her eyes. Am I really going to go through with this? she asked herself. When she opened her eyes he was there.

Tall and lean with a devilish smile, a man with amber eyes looked at the girl in front of him. He was dark, and something about him was bound to give anyone a bad feeling. Still, he was generally appealing. Stepping closer he gingerly placed a hand on the girls shoulder. The other was reserved for running his hand down her braid. He observed her, eyes going all around her. She stood her ground and stared straight ahead, not really knowing what he was going to do. Then he spoke. "Are you sure you are willing to leave everything behind?" He grinned. "You seem afraid." he commented, noting her rigid figure.

She tilted her head up making eye contact. "I wouldn't have came if I wasn't serious about leaving. Of coarse I am scared of you." She placed a hand on his cheek. "A man who turns into a wolf is someone most people fear. Besides, I can't bear the thought of living like I have been." She smiled sadly. Darkeness surrounded the two as a cloud passed over the moon. She leaned into him, wrapping her arms around and pulling the werewolf into an embrace. "I'm done with the life I have been living. I'm ready to go."

"I am glad you made a decision." He said. The two left in the night, leaving a self destructing kingdom behind heading towards the Great Forest.

A few months before the girl had been walking through the market. She lived in a kingdom where crime was high, and she was miserable. Fear seemed to rule, and the kingdom was on its way to destruction. Soon there would be nothing and no one to tell of its existence except bandits. Then she met him. He stood out among the crowd. Not like the criminals, but like a foreigner. Tall and handsome he seemed stun the crowds. For hours he strolled the markets, and the girl stalked him. Her curiosity was strong. He was different.

Finally he confronted her, long ago realizing she was following him. He warned her that she shouldn't follow him, and she didn't listen. Instead, she continued on into the night. When she lost him in an alley she realized what he was. When she turned around he was there, but he wasn't a human. He tried his best to scare her off. Still she stood her ground until he changed back. From then on they began to meet and talk. He spoke of the horrible things he had done, and she continuously said she didn't care.

This all led up to the night where they ran away. He took her to a cottage deep in the forest. He promised her safety, and a better life. "Listen, you are a very stubborn girl. Here me when I tell you this, this forest is dangerous. There are plenty of creatures that come from the most darkest pits of this place. I will protect you from them. I need you to trust me though." he told her quietly.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm also not stupid." She smiled. For weeks the two tried to get used to living together. He would leave to go through the woods, keeping creatures as benevolent as the faeries, and as malevolent as the dragons away. They soon began to become more comfortable with their way of life, falling into a gentle routine. One day she was waiting for him to return, and he didn't come back. She waited, and waited, but then she began to worry. When threes days passed she decided to go look for him.

There were no signs of him close to their cottage. So she wandered farther and farther away. His footprints led off towards a glacial river, and end right at the bank. Calling out for him would be a mistake. It would only attract the attention of the creatures around. Not willing to give up she continued searching. Alone in the forest she grew weary and afraid. She discovered a path that led off into a meadow taking her farther and farther from the cottage. Her hope grew when she found more footprints, and she began to follow them until she became lost. They led her in circles, up into the point where she finally stopped.

The girl sat on a stump, placing her head in her hands she cried. A hand on her shoulder made her jump. When she realized who it was she ran into his arms. "I told you not to leave." He said, his face distraught. It was obvious that he was worried, and he looked down at her not in anger, but with compassion.

"I'm sorry. I thought you were gone." she said tiredly. He held her in his arms, realizing that he couldn't handle losing her. Taking her home, he promised he would always return to her.

[changewillcome]

So sweet.... Dawh! Thanks!

[Nevriande]

Username: Nevriande
Author: DragonDream
3 words: wild horses, free
Preferred genre: fiction/fantasy
Other: nothing

[chimique,]

★Username:moonlightfairy
★Preferred Writer:dragondream
★Three Words:ebony glow,horn
★Other;unicorn romance please

[DragonDream]

★Username:moonlightfairy
★Preferred Writer:dragondream
★Three Words:ebony glow,horn
★Other;unicorn romance please

Username: Nevriande
Author: DragonDream
3 words: wild horses, free
Preferred genre: fiction/fantasy
Other: nothing

Ill have them up ASAP!

[DragonDream]

Username: Nevriande
Author: DragonDream
3 words: wild horses, free
Preferred genre: fiction/fantasy
Other: nothing

The early morning mist had begun to appear, making things seem hazy and making the world seem sleepy. Song birds and the light rustling of the tall grass was all that sounded in the peace. This however wouldn't last long. Most creatures around knew that. This was the land of the horses, and soon they would be making their mark on the land heading to another grazing land. The herd was a notably large one, led by a stunning chestnut colored mare who looked out for everyone. For generations they lived secluded in a flawless land, large and protected from other herds and the clutches of humans. None knew of it but the ones living in it.

Thunder sounded in the distance, not from the sky, but the earth. Hooves danced across the ground, and all colors of horses poured over the hill. Streaked of blacks and ranges of browns all followed after the lead mare, who proudly led the way to where they needed to be. She slowed, sides heaving. A satisfied glint was visible in her eye as she watched her herd, now wide awake from running, begin to settle into the new side of the grazing land. Some went off to the stream to drink, while the foals played about. Nothing gets better than this. We are the most free of the creatures left to roam. she thought ecstatically.

Off on her own, she was left to reminisce on who she used to be. As a foal she was timid, yet curious. Destined to become leader she tried her hardest to ignore responsibility. When she matured enough to open her eyes, she saw the wonders of being able to take over and lead. Shaken from her thoughts a sturdy powdery grey horse sauntered up, his mane falling over his eyes. "I thought I would find you here." He said thoughtfully. She nudged him gently happy to have him around.

"You know, I don't always come here." she stated. But she knew she was lying. It was something about the one spot that made her want to remember everything she did growing up.

"You do in fact come here everytime we come this way. You have never told me why though." he said, the sentence being more of a question.

"It's peaceful. Yes, everywhere here is peaceful, but this once spot is special." the mare was reluctant to tell why she loved being in the grove of cherry trees. Still, she felt like she could trust her closest friend with such private information. "I would always come here to get away from the herd. My mother would always end up finding me, but she would never reprimand me for it. Better yet, she would tell me stories." The mare had a new look in her eye, one that puzzled the stallion. "She told me of a time where our herd wasn't free. A time spent far beyond the boundaries of our homeland before we were considered 'wild'. She told me of how long before her time humans kept us locked away in pens and fences, withholding us from our freedom. One day some of them escaped, finding their way into the land we now call our home." she sighed, thinking back to how many times she had asked to hear the same story. "Now here we are."

"Are you saying you don't like it here?" he asked curiously.

"No no, nothing like that. I am more than thankful for the protection and provision this land gives us. It's somewhat a miracle that nothing unfortunate has found us yet. I fear though that it may come though." She admitted.

"There is no need to fear. You take care of the herd. If anything did come, I know that you would be able to keep everyone safe. You have nothing to worry about." He reassured her. A little more comforted she led the way back to the meadow, where the foals played happily and the herd felt safe. Looking over all of the horses the mare closed her eyes, still unsure about everlasting peace.

[Nevriande]

Username: Nevriande
Author: DragonDream
3 words: wild horses, free
Preferred genre: fiction/fantasy
Other: nothing

The early morning mist had begun to appear, making things seem hazy and making the world seem sleepy. Song birds and the light rustling of the tall grass was all that sounded in the peace. This however wouldn't last long. Most creatures around knew that. This was the land of the horses, and soon they would be making their mark on the land heading to another grazing land. The herd was a notably large one, led by a stunning chestnut colored mare who looked out for everyone. For generations they lived secluded in a flawless land, large and protected from other herds and the clutches of humans. None knew of it but the ones living in it.

Thunder sounded in the distance, not from the sky, but the earth. Hooves danced across the ground, and all colors of horses poured over the hill. Streaked of blacks and ranges of browns all followed after the lead mare, who proudly led the way to where they needed to be. She slowed, sides heaving. A satisfied glint was visible in her eye as she watched her herd, now wide awake from running, begin to settle into the new side of the grazing land. Some went off to the stream to drink, while the foals played about. Nothing gets better than this. We are the most free of the creatures left to roam. she thought ecstatically.

Off on her own, she was left to reminisce on who she used to be. As a foal she was timid, yet curious. Destined to become leader she tried her hardest to ignore responsibility. When she matured enough to open her eyes, she saw the wonders of being able to take over and lead. Shaken from her thoughts a sturdy powdery grey horse sauntered up, his mane falling over his eyes. "I thought I would find you here." He said thoughtfully. She nudged him gently happy to have him around.

"You know, I don't always come here." she stated. But she knew she was lying. It was something about the one spot that made her want to remember everything she did growing up.

"You do in fact come here everytime we come this way. You have never told me why though." he said, the sentence being more of a question.

"It's peaceful. Yes, everywhere here is peaceful, but this once spot is special." the mare was reluctant to tell why she loved being in the grove of cherry trees. Still, she felt like she could trust her closest friend with such private information. "I would always come here to get away from the herd. My mother would always end up finding me, but she would never reprimand me for it. Better yet, she would tell me stories." The mare had a new look in her eye, one that puzzled the stallion. "She told me of a time where our herd wasn't free. A time spent far beyond the boundaries of our homeland before we were considered 'wild'. She told me of how long before her time humans kept us locked away in pens and fences, withholding us from our freedom. One day some of them escaped, finding their way into the land we now call our home." she sighed, thinking back to how many times she had asked to hear the same story. "Now here we are."

"Are you saying you don't like it here?" he asked curiously.

"No no, nothing like that. I am more than thankful for the protection and provision this land gives us. It's somewhat a miracle that nothing unfortunate has found us yet. I fear though that it may come though." She admitted.

"There is no need to fear. You take care of the herd. If anything did come, I know that you would be able to keep everyone safe. You have nothing to worry about." He reassured her. A little more comforted she led the way back to the meadow, where the foals played happily and the herd felt safe. Looking over all of the horses the mare closed her eyes, still unsure about everlasting peace.

Wow thank you so much!!!!

[derision]

Username: ~hatari
Preferred Writer: DragonDream
Three words: Syzygy, Queue, Drago
Preferred Genre/Story Type: Fiction
Other: None

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