The Dragon

The Dragon

Why do we read fantasy stories? Some say it is a way to escape the stress of our daily life. Take for example The Lord of the Rings. It was written just after the Second World War because everything was destroyed so the people suffered a period of depression. The fantasy story could at least take the mind of the people away from reality, at least for a while. After all, who doesn’t want to be a magician that can call spells to have things done? Who doesn’t want to fly a broomstick? Actually this would be much fun than driving a car and stopping every now and then for the red light. If I had the choice I’d choose a dragon to fly. That’s why I’m going to tell you this story of a dragon. And believe me, it’s a real dragon and not fantasy!

This dragon is not just a common dragon. He had an awesome speed because it had four wings. His vision was incredible that no prey could escape its sight. By the way I’ll call this dragon Meganius because he had no name and nobody before had given him a name. Meganius was stalking a prey that came flying in its territory. The prey had no clue it was near a dragon for Meganius had the ability of camouflage. Meganius had changed his colour to the colour of his prey a while ago because his strong vision detected the prey from a distance. Meganius kept stalking his prey. It was already his because there were no dragons around and it was also his inevitable prey because no prey had ever escaped Meganius. His prey began moving around after being still for some looking for food. The prey was a small fellow that had no chance against Meganius. Not knowing of his presence the prey kept circulating the area. It came near Meganius and suddenly it stopped, its small wings began to make tiny movements. The prey stood still for a moment. Meganius could have killed with no trouble but Meganius respected its prey. Suddenly, Meganius changed his camouflage to appear before his prey. The prey saw this huge figure in front of it yet it didn’t move a winch. The tiny wings began to flutter is af automatically. The prey flew higher but it didn’t know to which direction it should go. Meganius let the prey fly away for a while keeping his eyes on it. It was time to fly. Meganius winged against the earth and in few seconds he was near his prey. He clutched his legs on the prey, put his teeth on its neck…the poor beetle had no chance.

Oh, sorry didn’t I mention the prey was a beetle and Meganius was a dragonfly. How forgetful of me. But I told you it was a real dragon and not fantasy.

voorbeeld

Dit stukje was overigens niet van het boek maar om een voorbeeld van mijn stijl te geven.

Groetjes

Graydon and the room

Hoi Oemhurayrah,
Ik zal alvast een begin maken. Het actuele boek waarmee ik bezig ben bestaat nu inmiddels uit ongeveer 2400 woorden en het vordert tot nu toe goed.

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The face of Graydon was calm. Yet, he struggeled with emotions. "Was this a moment to be calm? he thought. He read a book in a dim illumination. The flame of the candle was getting fainter. His stomach began to turn up and down as the whole room rocked. Graydons face couldn't handle the situation and turned pale. Incredible thunder sounded outside. It was a horrible storm. But he was inside not outside with the storm. Yet, this didn't make it any safer. from insdie his room he could feel the savage power of this storm. He wanted to move towrds the window, but suddenly he felt the ground getting wet. The room kept rocking and invariably. The floor shaked until Graydon fell from his chair now on the wet floor. His sweat now mixed with the cold water. His body began to shake heavily not only from the water but of the thought of what's going to happen next. As the water began to get higher he came to full conclusion that the room was flooding. The water took him up to the ceiling. Captain Graydon kept his nose up to take the last breaths from his sinking ship. In few seconds Captain Graydon was now breathing water instead of air. At the same moment he sat bolt upright for it was a nightmare. He shouldn't have stayed up late last night watching horrormovies.

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Ik hoop dat je het leuk hebt gevonden.

Groeten

Ik hou je op de hoogte van de voortgand van het actuele boek!

The Rise of an Unfolding Legend

Aangenaam allemaal,

Mijn weblog gaat over een fantasieverhaal waarmee ik twee weken geleden mee ben begonnen. Een fantastische reis naar de onthulling van een legende.