Post by ♫Swifty♫ on Sept 30, 2009 17:43:59 GMT -5
Main plot::
In a small village, near the majestic mountains of China, dragons rest their heads...remembering the dreaded tale of their long gone ancestors...
Until a rumble sounds....and the Drakons return,
In a crackle of thunder, and a whisper of rain, thirty-three eggs where brought to earth, and thirty-three eggs felt the touch of life. Dreaded long lizerd-like beasts walk the earth again, no wings crown their wicked, gnarled shoulders, and no flight lifts their spirits, but their bodies are long, and stronger....
the old ones where back, to terrorize and destroy...all may be lost....unless five young dragons show their true hearts...
If you didn't understand, read this::
Once, long ago, there were drakons. They terrorized anything they could, killed Greek demigods and heros.
But, all too suddenly, the drakon days ended. A new kind of scaled creature joined the ranks. They were called dragons. They lived in mottle groups from up to three dragons to eight. Farmers hated them for killing sheep and cows. Children loved them, for they were all very beautiful and interesting.
And then disaster struck.
The drakons were back.
They weren't in as many numbers as the dragons, but they were there. After all these years, the drakons returned... in search of blood.
Now it's up to five young dragons to prove to the drakons that this is their territory. With thirty-three drakons in all, who knows how long that could take? But they have to try. And hopefully.... they won't fail.
I assume, if you have some form of intelligence, that you would understand the first one, but if not, the second one isn't as awesome or fancy, but it's.... defined and simple. The first one is better, though.
In a small village, near the majestic mountains of China, dragons rest their heads...remembering the dreaded tale of their long gone ancestors...
Until a rumble sounds....and the Drakons return,
In a crackle of thunder, and a whisper of rain, thirty-three eggs where brought to earth, and thirty-three eggs felt the touch of life. Dreaded long lizerd-like beasts walk the earth again, no wings crown their wicked, gnarled shoulders, and no flight lifts their spirits, but their bodies are long, and stronger....
the old ones where back, to terrorize and destroy...all may be lost....unless five young dragons show their true hearts...
If you didn't understand, read this::
Once, long ago, there were drakons. They terrorized anything they could, killed Greek demigods and heros.
But, all too suddenly, the drakon days ended. A new kind of scaled creature joined the ranks. They were called dragons. They lived in mottle groups from up to three dragons to eight. Farmers hated them for killing sheep and cows. Children loved them, for they were all very beautiful and interesting.
And then disaster struck.
The drakons were back.
They weren't in as many numbers as the dragons, but they were there. After all these years, the drakons returned... in search of blood.
Now it's up to five young dragons to prove to the drakons that this is their territory. With thirty-three drakons in all, who knows how long that could take? But they have to try. And hopefully.... they won't fail.
I assume, if you have some form of intelligence, that you would understand the first one, but if not, the second one isn't as awesome or fancy, but it's.... defined and simple. The first one is better, though.