Dragon Ears Drawing Novels & Stories

"It's missing both ears." I watch as he picks up the stick this time and makes on the sand, two medium sized 'c's on both sides of the drawing. We both tilt our heads to the left at the same time and stare at the drawing on the sand. One of the eyes are way bigger than the other and the nose seems to be falling out of proportion, the shape of the head looks like that of an amoeba while the ears he just drew isn't fully connected to the face. "I think it's phenomenal," He says.

102 Far from Draynor, in the shrouded cavern where the Dawlya Council gathered, the air trembled with unstable threads of magic. Cracked stone glowed with violet runes as the surviving Circle Heads circled a scrying pool, its surface rippling with visions of Ashbarrie. And of Cain. The one they had begun to call the Wing of Fire. He was laughing softly, unaware, brushing a strand of hair behind Avi’s ear as they exited the training hall. His scent-mark burned bright around her, a possessive flare the Dawlya could feel through the tether they had failed to reclaim.

While David was distracted with the other minions, Dorime began to splash ink in the wall using the onyx. He shaped it using his little hands and used his flying golem for the unreachable places. He painted a humanoid striking a T-pose in the center of the wall, with lines near its body, as if they represented that it was glowing. Near, he made the crude shapes of various of his new and older brothers: Skeletor was a small horned humanoid, lumps represented the rats and squirrels, some tunneling worms, vultures, beetles, and even some ants.

"What does your new friend look like, Heidi?" Heidi proudly lifted her drawing. It was a crude, childish sketch of a very tall figure standing between two giant green trees. The figure was colored completely in dark gray and black crayons, but the most unsettling part was the face. Heidi had used a bright yellow crayon to draw two massive, perfectly round circles for the eyes.

Just lurking in our world. As soon as the dust clears out, I can see it clearly. Clearer than ever with its black scales and serpentine body, it's black bat-like wings and intimidating purple eyes. It's loud roar and the fire coming out of its mouth. It's full scale body. It indeed is... a dragon. A dragon... just like in my drawings. They weren't dreams after all...

Only some of the crayon marks extended beyond the outlines, though much of the dress was only squiggled in rather than colored in fully, as if she had gotten bored halfway. It was still very nice, and she had even signed it on the bottom. “Thank you,” I told her, and she smiled so brightly it made me feel lighter too. I would do anything for this child. And for her brother, who next presented me with a picture of a dragon. He had purple scales and red eyes. Luke had drawn some orange flames coming out of the dragon’s mouth. “Thank you,” I told him as well. Unlike his sister, he tried to hide his smile, but it still broke through.

The painting was complete, in fact, more than complete since she added extra feature of her own. She was having fun with this more than he had imagined. No wonder she was laughing when she was done, he had thought she was just very happy that she made a painting. She had painted Orion exactly the way he was sitting in his chair but she added some extra detail that Orion considered petty. On his head were two black horns that curved in, almost touching each other. Then the color of his eyes were red and fumes were coming out of his ears, he looked evilly furious.

Dani smiled. “I like this one,” Jade said. Dani picked up a black shirt with a skeleton on it. Jade slid on the jeans, and Dani helped her pull the shirt over her head. Dani handed her a brush. “Thanks how'd you know I'd ask?” Jade said. “Look at your hair,” She giggled. Jade slowly brushed her hair, and giggled. “Better?” she said putting the brush down, she was starting to feel hungry. “Much, let’s get you downstairs to eat something. Are you craving blood?” She asked.

Then Black Dragon spoke. “Hello. I’m Black Dragon of Dark Knight, 18. But just call me JD outside.” He said with a smirk. I gulped. He’s not even offering his hand for us to shake. He’s not even sharing anything more about himself. Just like that. His aura radiates confidence and no fear. But I can also sense a feeling of excitement and loneliness at the same time. I shook my head. It’s confusing. I sighed. Sean-hyung looked at me. “Something wrong, Hawkeye?” he asked.

Elizabeth packs her beautiful blond hair in a ponytail as she widens her red ruby eyes as well in suspense. “Dragons!”Historia begins. “Those scary looking, regal gigantic birds, with ginormous bar-like wings and heads like huge lizards clustered with horns and impregnable scales. They have long bard tails like armored horses, and sharp-clawed teeth that can rip you apart and chew your bones. They spit out volcanic fire that can devour a whole city.