I promised a better summary.

All hope is gone. We live in despair. Violent thought shake us so we can no longer see straight. We are moved in, not hopeful ways, but destructive ways. We find love no more in the comfort of the dear mother's arms. Tomorrow is no longer a definite possibility. We now live day to day, hour to hour, minute to minute. We must be on our guard now. The age of the Dragon Breaths has once again become.

Max and Garrett, best friends and couple, are living in the village of Elwerdon. They are trying to live lives together, when they both want different things. Max wants to bring honor to her family by being a Dragon Breath warrior, and Garrett wants to just work in his family's bar. But what will happen when things look as if they won't work out?

My heart was pounding as I franticly searched the dark, moist forest floor for my daggers. In my thin, damp, yellow camisole, I could easily feel the cold, silent winds that seemed to rush in at me and pull away just as fast. I heard a twig snap, shattering the death-like silence. I knew that could only mean that the hideous, dragon-like Skyler was back for more and I still hadn't found my daggers. I knew I would have to use my fencing sword. Not too sharp, but sharp enough to cut off something's head. I didn't want to have to use it, but I knew that my people back in my home town of Elwerdon would need me soon.

Crack. Another twig snapped. Quietly, I pulled out my sword. Even though I knew I was going to beat the Skyler, for they are so weak, I couldn't help but feel as if I were the prey and not the hunter. Crack. Another twig, but this time from a different direction. I whirled around, nearly slipping on the moist rotting leaves, to find myself face to face with my best friend Garrett.

"Max, it's just me," Garrett said. "I thought you might have been hurt when that Skyler flew up into the air."

"Oh, well, no I'm fine," I responded. "You know that swing could have cut your head off so fast and clean that it might not have even bled?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Amazing Sword Handler," Garrett said, and we both smiled.

"Well, we should probably head back to Elwerdon then, shouldn't we?" I asked Garrett.

"Yeah, I guess so. Let's go," he answered.

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-Maxine