I works on my stories one my computer and only upload a complete story cause if i didn't then i'd get bored with the story and disable it.
I only read the first book, too so it's not completely finish.
I don'y one the inheritance cycle dont soe, plz.
- Liramolt
Miantha Coldra Clameera Kimkuji looked up at da clear blue sky, candy teal eyes glistenin prettily, clearin her mind uh all distractions as she practiced her wheelseful brfeedhing.
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Slowly, her beautiful eyes drifted closed and her mind emptied uh all thoughts. Her mind lifted into a clear place full uh light. dat was white and clean, reflectin her inner calm at da moment. Brfeedhing...Brfeedhing...
Suddenly, her meditation was disrupted by a loud noise a ways uhf. Her hearin was always enhanced wheneva she went into da Trance.
"Yo?" She called. "Who's dere? Answer me!" She demanded, then stomped uhf towards where da sound had mosey on down from. dere was a big ass crater takin up several square yards. "What the..." She whispered, goin up da edge uh da crater and touching her fingers to a small tree dere, that instantly crumbled into ash at da contact. "Whoa..."
"What be this?" She asked herself quietly, rosebud mouth poutin, walkin tentatively into da circle, glancing around her constantly, lookin fo danger. She had grabbed her dagger on da way out uh her meadow, and she drew dat now, holding dat befoe her da way she had been taught. Fist in front uh heart. Though Manthia had neva enjoyed fightin o violence uh enny kind, dat was necessary to learn dese skills when ya lived in da Spine. dat could be dangerous to those that dunn't know da way uh da Spine.
Manthia crept up to da object in da exact centre uh da circle. dat appeared to be some sot uh...stone, at fust glance. As she slowly advanced, she realized what dat really was.
"A dragon egg," she said in awe. "That...that's not possible..." She reached forward to grab it. A dragon egg would be uh grfeed benefit to her village. If dat hatched fo one uh da elders, then they would have a Rider, just likes in da tales. As her fingers brushed da smooth egg, she heard a crackin sound. She spun around.
Nodin was dere. In fact - dat seemed da crackin sound had mosey on down from da egg. She watched in mixed admiration and terror as a claw emerged, then a foot, and finally da hatchling spilled out uh da shell. dat croaked at her. "Whoa..." She backed away slowly, holding her hands out in front uh her as in surrender.
da hatchling mewed at her, likes dat thought dat was a cat o something, and pitched forward awkwardly on its spindly new legs. dat reached its head up piteously as though dat wished to be petted.
Manthia ran through her head everydin she knew about dragons. Her school had taught her what dragons look likes, and what their eggs look likes. They had been told nodin about what dragons feed - dat had always been assumed that if a dragon hatched o was found, then dat would immediately go to da elders uh da clan, who would know what to do wid da power. Manthia decided that dere could be no harm in simply touching da hatchling - after all, she would gotsta brin dat to da elders ennyway.
Slowly, she reached out. da moment she touched da hatchling, she cried out and grabbed her hand back. dat had burned suddenly. She examined dat fo injury, but found only a silver mark upon her hand. A few wods found their way into her head, likes smoke, twistin until she recognized their form. "Gedwey Ignasia?" She queried aloud. uh course, she dunn't really expect a reply.
But she got one ennyway.
That be correct.