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Drakos-Ch 3Ch 3
Aaron stood still for what seemed like several long minutes before he said anything.
“How do you know about me?” Aaron spoke slowly and nervously.
Kiraga sighed. “Calm down Young one. I knew of your Father and Mother, Lexon and Ada Nightbringer. They were legends here. Pretty much all of the older dragons here knew them. They took down some pretty dangerous creatures and saved many lives. When I heard of their passing, it was a sad time….”
“Yeah. I think of them almost every day…” Aaron said, feeling tears in the back of his eyes.
“however, the spirits have told me that you are “the One”.” Kiraga said as Aaron looked on in amazement.
“The one? What do you mean?” Aaron asked, still unsure.
“You are one of 3 dark drakos that hasn’t gone evil in the past 200 years… it has been told that through you, we shall be rescued from the creatures that roam our lands.” Kiraga said, ta
Drakos-Ch 2Chapter 2
-6 years later, Denver, Colorado-
“Aaron…….Aaron!!!” a voice rang out. Aaron looked up from his desk to see his teacher in his face.
“Yes?” Aaron asked, shaking his head to get out of his dazed state.
“I asked you a question. What does Na stand for on the periodic table?” the teacher asked, apparently slightly agitated by this.
“ It is Sodium.” Aaron spoke, then leaned back in his seat, ducking his head down.
“Correct, but the next time I see you sleeping in class, you will get detention.” The Teacher said, walking back up to the front of the class to continue his lecture. Aaron took up his pen and began to take notes again.
After class was over, the final bell rang. When Aaron walked over to his locker to put his books away, several senior guys came up to him, knocking the books out of his hand and shoving him into the locker.
“Hey Airhead! Give me your lunch money!” one of the bullies call
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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