Dragons Of The Ashfall
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Dragons of the Ashfall
Patty would burn down all of Londinium if she could. The Gear in their tower doesn’t care about lowlies like her in the factories. Helpless girls ground down like the coal they shovel. Until she finds something that should not exist: a dragon’s egg. Dragon’s fire and coal dust – just the tools she needs. All she has to do is hide the dragon until he’s ready to fly and strike back for the lowlies. Londinium will burn. *** “Once upon a time, the barons decided they should own the world. That they should keep all the coal for themselves. That the lowlies, they didn’t matter none. ” My little dragon looked up at me. He lashed his tail back and forth and growled. It was a tiny sound, like me shouting at the sky, but it was full of all the venom I felt. “But these barons who ruled in the Central Gear messed up. See, one day, an orphan with a last name got a new friend. A dragon. And the dragon grew big and strong. And he decided to do what no one else ever could: He toppled the Central Gear. Knocked it right over and burned it all down.” I chuckled as I pictured the city without that tower. It would feel empty. It would feel right. My dragon roared his agreement. “Now us lowlies, we won’t ever be ground out. ’Cause we got our dragons. The end.” Someday me and my dragon would make that story a reality. Someday Londinium would burn.
Dragons of the Ashfall
The Gear doesn't care about lowlies in the factories. But now a lowly grindery girl has a dragon. Londinium will burn.
Dragons of the Iron Forest
Selah refuses to become just another cog in the machine. She sneaks a sapling into Londinium, a hidden splash of green in her gray world. Finally, beauty in the place she practices her dance. But something else came with the tree. Something that was supposed to stay outside. An ancient battle is rekindled. The dragons watch her closely. Is she the source of the trouble or the solution? Soon Selah is caught up in a very complicated dance. Dragons rage, the people riot, and the Fake Man himself walks the streets. The Iron City will fall. *** Why are you stealing that tree? I yelped and whipped my head around. It took me a tick to realize I hadn’t heard anything with my ears. A dragon lounged in the branches above. It watched me with judgmental eyes. “I ain’t stealing anything.” Liar. “This tree don’t belong to anybody,” I snapped. “So I’m taking it someplace it can grow big and strong.” Hm. Go dig up your tree. I will guard you. “I don’t need no guarding.” You smell of trouble. Of green and iron and a smudged story. I glared, but the dragon didn’t seem to care. Something owns this orchard. Something not human. You steal from it. My glare turned to a scowl, but the dragon remained unmoved. Finally, I turned and dug up the sapling. I hid it under the apples in my cart. It was more important. The dragon seemed to grin. May your tree grow strong. Then it uncoiled itself, spread its wings, and flew away. Stupid dragon.