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KWELL: The Xenak War
This was a start to a fantasy novel I was going to write. I went off on another project instead, but all the same :s Any feedback would be nice - I hope, lol.
This never got passed the first copy so do expect gramatical errors. but please read :S and comment
EDIT: seriously even a bad comment will do. I know its not a lot but I didn't want to stick a lot of it on here. I've actually done two chapters. Even a comment on how its written would be nice.
. Kwell gave a furious rub at his icy blue eyes. Further wind dried by hundred mile per hour winds as the sky-dragon underneath him decided to take another deep swoop under the blanket of the storm clouds. Kwell responded with a swift kick. The stupid black beast had been doing it all night and soaking him for no apparent reason. Though in truth that was not what had really infuriated the fair haired boy.
. ‘Damn it!’ Kwell cursed again, swiftly re-gripping the reigns before losing balance off the beast and plummeting a hundred foot to the rocky cliffs below.
. The thing that had truly upset him, was that he had almost fallen due to his own stupidity. Something that he found hard to accept after training all summer to become a Sky-scout and distance himself from the Nestlings that had made the very same mistake every flight up.
. Noticing the change in mood, the dragon; Kilo, gave a brief glance back, a single fiery red eye from its dark horned head cautiously judging if the boy had been angered at him. Kwell gave the beast a comforting pat.
. His dragon Kilo had become more and more self-doubting as of late. Just as anything, another hastening sign of the effects of Droon; the meaning and trouble of everything this time in the year, a time that many a rider had lost his dragon to nature. Kwell however was more cautious on the signs that had been surfacing in his own beast because of its newness. Dragons, kingdom wide, had always left around this time in the year, but it was for this time alone that things had been different for Kwell’s dragon Kilo, and that he had had to take flight as well. For this time alone, Kilo, had finally come of age.
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I wish I drunk coffee 
Last edited by Dirk Embers : 07-12-2007 at 02:44 PM.
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