InspirationInspirationIn the beginning, it's like a flame licking the skies to be set free. Slowly, it grows and makes one dwell upon it. Soon it consumes you whole, without any regret or remorse. You lay deep within its belly, feeling the life flow. Then, ever so gently, it sinks and begins to die. You are spit back out into reality, lying stunned, unsure of what just happened.Then nothingness, it's gone.You know it will come again, so you lay in wait for its return.1/10/11
Transformation Part 1Transformation Part 1All characters and story line copyrighted Elary Wakefield 2009.The air was crisp and cool as the sun peeked over the mountains. A beautiful bronze half dragon lay curled in bed as the sun streaked along his shoulder. His golden hair was pulled back in a low ponytail that lay half frayed on the bed sheets. The dragon’s ears where long like that of an elf’s but feathered, along each feathered tip was a small gold ring. The sun soon grew till it had immersed his scared wings in light. The wings had been cut near the base but they remained attached to his back. The dragon gave a loud yawn as the sun crossed his
Novel Excerpt: RangaExcerpt from Ranga; The Cat with Two SoulsDrow shifted lightly in his slumber. A siring pain began to eek its way up his spine. The pain slowly spread around his shoulder blades. It crawled its way though his hair causing ever fiber of his body to began to ach. He winced as the pain began to reach though his skull. His aching fingers tightened just under his temples.He could feel his heart throbbing again like it had before. His breathing became quick and harsh as he restrained from screaming. His golden eyes shot open, vision blurred from the shocking pain. He quickly stumbled from his hammock. Pressing his hand to his mouth tightly to h
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