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I'm guessing your here, because of you're intrest in dragons and such. Well, here, those stories of ancient times are real. Not your imagination. Our poor town has three young dragon riders. They are the ONLY Riders here, except the evil king and his assistant. Their names are, Aaron, Gem, and Lily. Only few of us know who they are, meaning dragon riders. Little do they know, there are some strangers that need their help, but are scared of them. They would face many dangers, and the ones of our village that know, call them the protectors of the village. We count on them. Our village is frightened of the soldiers of the king that march through our town, but with the three kids around, we feel safer. We believe that one day, they can kill that evil shade they call the kings assistant. Then the whole village would be thankfull.
Chapter one, A new Era (Not complete yet!)
"A long time ago,lived the dragons. They were huge beasts, that eventually disappeared." The old story teller started. Aaron listned with an interested expression. "Although I have never seen one, I have always wanted to." Aaron opened his mouth to say something, but a hand suddenly grasped his shoulder. Aaron jumped, then looked at his father. The med around them chuckled at the story teller. Aaron glanced down, and followed his father out of the cabin. "Why do we have to go dad...?" "So we can harvest the crops." Mark, Aarons dad said. Aaron sighed. "But dad... It's to-" Aaron cut off as his father raised a hand. Aaron flinched back. I don't want to get hit again... He thought, and Mark and Aaron walked back to the cabin.
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Aaron was finishing the crops, when his father told him that they needed to go to town for the traders. Aaron nodded, relieved. He ran to the wagon, and prepared their horse. they were soon off to the town. Aarons father gave him some gold coins. "Go find and buy something that those are worth for." Aaron nodded. He glanced around, then saw a trader. He ran over to him, and they went inside a tent. Aaron sat in a chair, and stared in awe at the treasures the traders had. Aaron glanced outside, when he spotted to girls. They were giggling, each holding stones. His gaze flickered to a large stone, sitting besides the trader. The stone looked exactly like the stones the girls had. Just.... it was bigger, and a diffrent color. Black. Aaron nodded. "What will you give for the stone?" The trader eyed him. "It's not for trade." Aaron stared across the table at the trader. He was silently planning something. The trader waited. Aaron's dark green eyes started to gleam. Aaron suddenly kicked the table leg, snapping it in half, making the table tilt down. Aaron grinned when the trader jumped back, and Aaron dove to the ground, catching the stone. He smiled and stood up, looked at the trader, bowed, then ran out of the tent. He smirked, and ran right infront of the two girls with the trader on his heels.
