Fantasy White Dragon Novels & Stories

But Cassius was so excited, she could not ruin that. - It says that whenever the dragon kingdom was heading to destruction, by wars, plaques, and disasters, the white dragon was born to bring the balance back. Those creatures were unique in every meaning of this word. They could possess gifts, different for each of them, but one thing was sure: they could do miracles thanks to them, end wars, heal whole nations, just name it. They were like gods sent to us to turn our kind from the edge. - The man finished, looking at her.

“But I don’t know much about dragons. And I’m here to learn more about it. Do you possibly know anything about them? Or the White Dragon?” The look Claude was giving him is a mix of curiosity and wonderment. Jai didn’t know why the hunter made that kind of face, but he surely remember Darrion didn’t make that kind of face when he mentioned about dragons. After a while thinking, Claude finally said something. “Jai… There is no White Dragon.” Jai frowned. “There’s no White Dragon?” Claude shook his head. “Among the worshipped dragons, there are only called the name related to their elements and the place they are known from. Currently, there are four main dragons that are still worshipped.”

I guess it was true what Kenmei said about all dragons: they loved their treasure. Without much confidence, I swam deeper into the cave. The gems sparked to life as I went, lighting my way. Farther and farther I swam until the cave opened into a much bigger cavern. Off to the right and taking up most of one side was a white dragon. Instead of clawed feet, he had fins, and a long tail like flower petals. The ground rumbled and two blue eyes the color of midnight opened at once and fixed on me. "I suppose you're here for a wish, little vampire." He shook his stark white mane, making it dance in the water while his fins and tail hovered - he looked like a blossom floating on water as he swam ov

Arkalis instructs calmly, his hands behind his back. Christian and I rushed to the drum and filled our buckets. Arkalis helped me in placing mine on my shoulder, while Christian skillfully placed his on his shoulder. I pouted in jealously, I want to be strong. But anyway, I am going to be consoling myself, with the fact that Christian is a guy who turns into a dragon since he became eleven. I wasn't able to hold on to the sticks linked to the buckets on my shoulder for up to ten seconds before it came crashing to the ground again. Christian on the other hand carried it very well showing off his muscles self. He only encountered problem with keeping the water from pouring little by little.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

The giant dragon opened its mouth and unleashed wave after wave of green toxic mist. Each of the vital energy dragons was instantly stained. Although they dealt considerable damage to the dragon in return, the deeper the green seeped into them, the faster they deteriorated. The water, fire, and lightning dragons were gradually corroded and eventually vanished into the air. Only the white vital spirit dragon remained—and it grew stronger with every exchange. The dragon was stunned. It discovered that every poisonous wave it spewed was being neutralized by that white dragon. Although each instance of purification dimmed the dragon slightly, it was clear—even if it exhausted every last drop of

perished, therefore, they have too fertile lands," the young man "are the healing wizards related, with any of the beasts?" the old man places more wood to the campfire and answers the question of the young man "of course, especially of the white dragon, that is why only 1 of more than a million thinking beings, can use this magic, but to a lower degree, it is said that the ancient settlers carried offerings to these beings, in order to cure some disease," the young "then they were gods?" the old man "very good question, in a book that is in the library of the Kingdom Altea, itis said that his king dialogued with the white dragon and this king asked him about whether they were the god

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

She walks over and picks up the white dragon I saw earlier. “I never realized your white dragon is larger than any of the others. If I’d have paid attention, I might have realized that you were going to be mated to an air dragon. I just assumed this represented me as your mother, but now, I think it was your dragon recognizing that her mate had been born, but wasn’t fully mature yet,” she says, turning to us. “You probably want to take this one tonight, too.” “Yes,” Brooke and I say together, making me smile.

The symptoms vary depending on the source of the bloodline. Take the Dragon lineage warlock as an example. Both men and women have extremely high physical attractiveness, a long life expectancy and fertility that is much greater than that of a dragon. They can become wizards simply by relying on their natural talents. But how can all the good things be absorbed by the lineage wizards, so this lineage impulse has become a lifelong imprisonment for most wizards.