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Across the ocean, there lay an island. Now this island wasn't documented on any chart, or satalitee, or anything of that nature. The island was mostly jungle, but there was one large desert and a small valcano to the north. At first glance, it appeared peacful and full of life, full of hope and a good place to live. One could build a house on the edge of the desert and use wood from the jungle easily. But amongst this island, there lay a shadow, one that was driving the native creatures insane. Some of these creatures literally died from being touched by the madness, and some went through agonizing deaths. But this thing wasn't made to kill. It was trying to take them over, but failing.
The island was surrounded now by a electrical field, generated by the center of it. The gigantic mass of land was filled with the sound of electricity, but it wasn't harmful to any of them, nor would it be to humans. But the field served to knock out the engine of one large passagner plane that lay just above the island. The plane dipped and shook as its systems were comprimised by this field, and the nose slowly began to point directly at the shoreline by the east end of the island.
Most of the creatures fled into holes or caves, too scared to watch. But there were a few select ones that watched with interest. A few select ones started to either float to the surface, or swoop from the sky, or burrow up form the earth. Some were large and had wings like knives, otehr were stout and had scales like brick. They all shared one common feature: they were all dragons. And dragons were queer creatuers, for they did not obey the laws of nature. They were magical, they were incredible. And now they were just about to select the few from the doomed airship to save from their fate.
The dragons all searched the minds of the crew, the passagners and technical workers. Their minds were ghost-like, and many people were so wrapped up in fear that they did not bother to pay attention. Each dragon slowly found one man, boy or young man to save, and cast a spell over that person so they would survive. The dragons used this power to select the next generation of riders. The time for hiding was done. It was time for the dragon riders to be born.
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Inside the plane, Andrew was clutching the seat for his life. A minute ago, he noticed the turbine had stopped spinning. A minute after that, he noticed that the other one was no longer spinnign. The entire ship started to rock, which was terrifying enough. Turbulance started to take over and some of the people were getting flung roughly across the isle. The plane's com system was out, so he was forced to make his own judgements before he finally deicded the plan and everyone on it was surely doomed.
If he had been feeling better, he may have felt the concoiusness of the water dragon touch his mind. Somethign about him set that female dragon off, and, if he had listened, he would've heard the spell cast over him, protecting him from harm. He couldn't, however, and ignored this. The entire situation screaemd death, and eh was too young to die.
The island was surrounded now by a electrical field, generated by the center of it. The gigantic mass of land was filled with the sound of electricity, but it wasn't harmful to any of them, nor would it be to humans. But the field served to knock out the engine of one large passagner plane that lay just above the island. The plane dipped and shook as its systems were comprimised by this field, and the nose slowly began to point directly at the shoreline by the east end of the island.
Most of the creatures fled into holes or caves, too scared to watch. But there were a few select ones that watched with interest. A few select ones started to either float to the surface, or swoop from the sky, or burrow up form the earth. Some were large and had wings like knives, otehr were stout and had scales like brick. They all shared one common feature: they were all dragons. And dragons were queer creatuers, for they did not obey the laws of nature. They were magical, they were incredible. And now they were just about to select the few from the doomed airship to save from their fate.
The dragons all searched the minds of the crew, the passagners and technical workers. Their minds were ghost-like, and many people were so wrapped up in fear that they did not bother to pay attention. Each dragon slowly found one man, boy or young man to save, and cast a spell over that person so they would survive. The dragons used this power to select the next generation of riders. The time for hiding was done. It was time for the dragon riders to be born.
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Inside the plane, Andrew was clutching the seat for his life. A minute ago, he noticed the turbine had stopped spinning. A minute after that, he noticed that the other one was no longer spinnign. The entire ship started to rock, which was terrifying enough. Turbulance started to take over and some of the people were getting flung roughly across the isle. The plane's com system was out, so he was forced to make his own judgements before he finally deicded the plan and everyone on it was surely doomed.
If he had been feeling better, he may have felt the concoiusness of the water dragon touch his mind. Somethign about him set that female dragon off, and, if he had listened, he would've heard the spell cast over him, protecting him from harm. He couldn't, however, and ignored this. The entire situation screaemd death, and eh was too young to die.