We have made it to another Wednesday full of awesome reading fun. I almost didn’t get this weeks done because I was too busy playing and didn’t think about the story too much. So, if there are issues with the story I am terribly sorry. I didn’t want to break my track record and I will make sure to edit this later. Fix what ever mistakes I have missed. Feel free to point them out.
I’m a little sad that this months challenge has come to an end. I love dragons and have had a ton of fun doing this. Look for a post Friday on the experience. and Next Wednesday look for the first story of the new prompt challenge!
Dragons have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Did you dragons mate for life? Or rather, they have a true love. It’s tragic in this day and age, because of the war. I have seen many men ripped apart at war because the dragons they rode were destined souls. I have also seen many dragons slain because they didn’t listen to their riders. Once a dragon knows who its soul mate is, they will do everything in their power to be together. Personally, I think it is a beautiful story. One thing that many people don’t realize is that dragons can have a soul rider as well. Only a handful of humans have found their soul dragon. Should that dragon find its soul mate as well, the human will can have two soul dragons.
I know I am not explaining this well. It’s a messy, confusing mystery and the only reason I understand it is because my father raises dragons. Because of this, I found my own soul dragon when I was only 14. Her name is Snow and she is the smallest dragon in the world. Though, don’t let that fool you because she still towers over me. Her head is bigger than me and I am six and a half feet tall. I was raised to be a warrior. I learned to ride my dragon into battle.
Snow is solid white and her eyes are as blue as the tropical seas. I have seen them, thanks to the graceful wings of Snow. We have traveled all over the world, delivering other dragons to their new owners. We have seen many days on the battle field as well. Even though Snow is smaller than all dragons, she makes up for it in her fierce fighting. She doesn’t hold back as she lets loose her fire that can melt the scales off any dragon. Aside from being the smallest, she is also the strongest, her fire burning hotter than any like her.
Snow and Eli, we are the pair that others fear, but our fighting days are over. Not because either of us is too old to fight, you are never too old to fight for your King. We have a new responsibility. Snow and I must return home because my father’s health is failing him, and it’s only a matter of time before the passes the torch on to me. I have been ready for this for a while, not losing my father, but raising the dragons myself.
It is what I have wanted since I was a child. I think I can do a better job than my father, as I understand them better than most riders. It is only because I have found my soul dragon that I understand them better. I believe that there are only a select few that even have a soul dragon, but the world is large and it is still possible that everyone has one, they just don’t always find them.
Most rider and dragon pairs, the soul pairs, are well known. They stand out from the crowd because of their greatness. My theory is that the only humans to have a soul dragon are the ones who are destined to do great things. I have proven myself to be great alongside my dragon, but I am not boasting. I am just pleased to have a dragon to call my own.
I was pulled from my thoughts as I heard a roar of a dragon from under us. “Snow, down.” I said through the wind rushing past me. She folded her wings behind her and soared below the clouds, opening her wings again as we came inches from the tree tops. Her feet touched the ground without a sound and she bowed her head to allow me to slide off. “Good girl.” I said, patting her nose as I turned to look through the forest.
I heard the sound again and was able to follow it, Snow close behind me. My heart sped up as I recognized the sound of a dragon in distress. Dragons where hunted, like most animals. My father and I had fought several hunters off our land and had lost one dragon in the past five years. With the war raging on, dragons were needed more than ever, but people were going about it the wrong way. If you get a dragon as a hatchling they will be loyal to you and only you, as long as they do not find their soul rider.
I followed the dragons cries, quickly and as quietly as the forest floor would allow. Snow had left the ground and was flying above the clouds again, she knew where I was and would be back to help in seconds, should I need her.
I finally spotted the dragon. He was large with scales as black as a night with no moon. He was throwing fire, trying to escape the cage that trapped him, but he was getting nowhere. There were no other men around and I ran to the dragon, stepping back just as quickly when he threw his fire my way. Snow landed in front of me, taking the fire without a second thought. It didn’t hurt her, her scales protected her. She roared at the dragon in the catch and he coward.
I met his gaze and his blue eyes flashed with fear. I didn’t think a dragon could cry, but I saw a wet trickle slide from his eye and down his snout.
“It’s okay.” I told him as I made my way to the cage. “I am going to let you go.” I found the latch that would open the cage and released it. The cage top did not open. “Snow.” I looked up at my dragon as she turned to look at me. “Pull the top off.” I told her, motioning towards the cage. She lifted from the forest floor again and pulled the top off of the dragon. He spread his wings and tried to fly, crying out in pain again.
“What are you doing?” Someone shouted from behind the trees. I turned to face them, pulling my sword from my side.
“What are you doing?” I asked in response. A woman with long blond hair and vibrant green eyes came around the tree. She put her hands on her hips, not flinching as I raised my sword at her.
“Let him go.” She said, pointing to the dragon. “It’s cruel what you are doing. Hunting dragons and making them slaves to do your dirty work. They are creatures that should be free.” She stepped closer to me, anger laced her eyes. Her hand raised and came across my face with a loud pop and my cheek felt like it was on fire. Snow snarled behind me, but I raised a hand giving her the sign to stand down.
“First of all, ow.” I said rubbing my face. “Second, I am not hunting dragons. I heard him as I was riding by and come to set him free.” I put my sword back at my side and crossed my arms.
“Why? Because you have already enslaved one dragon? One is all you need?” She questioned.
“No, because I don’t hunt dragons.” I said to her. “Snow is my soul dragon.”
“You have a soul dragon?” Her eyes wide with surprise. “No way.” Excitement radiated from her and a smile crossed her face. “How do you know?”
“You just know.” I told her. “Once your eyes meet, there is a bond that is formed.”
“I think your dragon just found her soul mate.” The woman said as she stared behind me.
I looked behind me and watched as Snow nuzzled the black dragon. Yep, that is what had happened. It was about time, I was worried that Snow would never find her soul mate. “Good.” I said with a smile. “She deserves it.”
“She is beautiful.” The woman said.
“What is your name?” I asked her.
“What is yours?” She shot back. I laughed, the woman in from of me reminded me of Snow.
“I am Eli.” I told her. “And that is Snow.” I said pointing to the white dragon who was watching us closely now.
“My name is Adelaide.” She looked at the black dragon and paused. Her face grew pale and she gasped. “And his name is Thorn.” She said, breathless. “And he is mine.”
“How is that possible?” I asked. Usually dragons became the owner of their soul rider.
“Huh?” Adelaide asked. I explained to her how it worked, all while she stared at the dragon. “He is hurt.” She said, dismissing all that I had said.
“Yes.” I told her. “I can fix him.”
“Yes.” She said to me, looking at me. “I am a healer.” She brought out her wand and flashed it in front of me. “I don’t actually need this, but it helps focus my power.”
“I have a dragon farm.” I told her. “I could use someone like you around.” She said a chant and pointed her wand at the dragon’s broken wing. “Do you live around here?”
“My home was destroyed by the war.” She frowned and a tear trickled down her cheek. “Try it now, Thorn.” She said, pleased with herself. The dragon spread his wings, flapping them once and lifting off the ground. He flew into the clouds and disappeared, with Snow on his tail.
“Come back to my farm with me.” I told her and our eyes met for the first time. A soul gaze was taking us as we realized that it was not just our dragons that were soul mates. We were soul mates as well. An ancient soul pairing that found one another time and time again.
“Eli…” She stared at me, confusion crossing her face. We had a history together. We had loved, died, and been born again so many times it was impossible to tell how old our souls were. She stepped back from me. “I will go with you.” She crossed her arms across her stomach and refused to look at me. “You will not touch me.”
“I wasn’t going to.” I told her, taking a step back myself. We had to get to know one another, but our fate had already been sealed. We would eventually fall in love, no matter how long we fought it. Not that I was going to fight it. It’s not every day that you find out the beautiful stranger in front of you is the woman you are destined to be with. I was always jealous of dragons, having soul mates. It never occurred to me that humans had the same.
“We should go before the hunters come back.” She said, whistling. Snow and Thorn landed side by side, both bowing their heads to allow their riders to mount them. My father would be pleased to know what has happened. If he was well enough to understand what had happened.
This morning, as I started on my journey home, the only thing in my mind was making my father proud. I would take over his business, raising the best dragons in the world, and maybe have a family of my own one day. Now, I knew that I would have a family of my own and my father would be able to pass in peace, knowing I had found love. Though, Adelaide didn’t know what I was planning in my mind, I had a feeling she was already thinking it through herself. You don’t try to fight fate, not when it comes to matters of the heart. Especially if that is the hearts of dragons.
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it!