Appalachian Writer's Guild

I am cursed, it is a burden my people are reminded of every night when we slip into the realm of dreams and the nightmare of that fateful evening torment us. It’s events playing over and over and reminding us of why we cover our eyes in shame and every night i dread the necessity of sleep as i lay upon my straw bed, apprehensively waiting for it to take me and the nightmare to begin. My eyes open and the first thing i notice is that i’m not wearing something to cover my eyes, though i don’t feel the need to either. The sun filters in through the windows casting long rays of light on the pews and it occurs to me that i should go upstairs and ring the bell to mark the passing of the hour. Behind me someone knocks on the door as they enter into my church calling out to me with a good natured hello as they make their way down the aisle. “Good evening my child,” i reply warmly, “is there something i may do for you?” i ask, my guts detecting a hint of malice from this stranger.

I wait tensely, perched on the edge of a tree branch, watching the sky with trepidation. I shouldn't be here. A Fairy, especially on of my royal blood, would rather die than be seen with a Dragonkin. Or at least, most  fairies would. But most of the Fair-Folk aren't hopelessly in love with a dragon either. The sky darkens for a moment, I burrow deeper into the leaves, my eyes flickering upwards in time to catch the sea-green flash of scales, listening as the forest around me grows quiet, and even the wolves cease to howl. He vanishes into the foliage and I hold my breath, waiting impatiently for him. I came with only one mission, and I must fulfill it. I hear him before I see him. Dragonkin aren't nearly as good at being quiet as other forest creatures, but what can one expect for someone so large? A single gust of wind from his wings alone is enough to flatten an entire field of hay. I catch the occasional glimmer of his brilliant scales before I feel the air aro

Meeting Date: June 11th, 2017 Story Challenge Details: Fantasy, based in a generic world Items: Wolf Hay The next meeting is planned for July 2nd, 2017. If you have questions, comments, or are interested in joining the Appalachian Writer's Guild, let us know! We are now on Facebook, so check us out there! Email:  appwritersguild@gmail.com Facebook:  drop in and give us a like! -Appalachian Writer's Guild