[This is the beginning of a story I’m cooking up. I’ll give you a head’s up of what may happen, there will be every class in this story and I apologize for the lack of names. This is the beginning anyway. I’m still working on the storyline of the Horntail Dragon. Hope you all like the beginning!]
Chapter I
Nothing to Eat
The morning sun has just risen from the east, dew on the grass and leaves drip onto the soft soil, and the fog lives throughout the horizon. The wind passing by is fresh upon the skin, feeling the delicate touch of nature as the wind runs through one’s hair. A small boy wearing a white shirt, blue jean shorts, and a pair of sandals, was walking through the freshly scented forest and enjoying the scenery, and looked forward toward this new day. He turned his attention toward the east and gazed upon the lifting red sun, the gentle heat given off passed through the fresh air gave him a comfortable feeling. read more