Red And Black Dragon Wallpaper Novels & Stories

Vladimir explained. He unwrapped his arms from around me and walked to his desk, opening it, he showed me a file which contained his drawings. I nodded at him, asking for permission to see the rest of the pictures. The one he showed me was of a black dragon with a red eye and fire coming out of its mouth. “Why’d you stop though?”

To behold him was to witness the horizon come alive, a dragon forged from the sun’s first breath, wearing the majesty of Egyptian royalty upon his scales. And then came the youngest, circling below, close to the city walls. His orangish-black scales burned like the heart of an eternal flame, veins of molten gold running between them as though his body contained an eclipsed sun’s fury barely restrained. His wings were vast and jagged, rimmed in crimson light that flickered like the edges of ekleipsis. Each motion left streaks of smoldering brilliance across the sky, as though he painted the air itself with flames.

Since the little dragon was skeptical, Long Chen sent over a memory from the past; in that memory, the little dragon witnessed firsthand the battle between the golden dragon and the black dragon as they fought together against a figure shrouded in a blood-red aura. "This… Who is he? Why don’t I know him?" the little dragon asked, startled and frightened just from seeing that blood-red figure. Even though it was just a memory, the little dragon could still feel the fear emanating from the illusion. Just how terrifying was the monster that had fought the Golden Dragon Emperor and the Black Dragon?

One side was designated for rest and for spectators during matches. Surrounding the stage were six pillars, each representing a different dragon power like Light (yellow pillar), Shadow (purple pillar), Sun (orange pillar), Earth (green pillar), Water (blue pillar), and Fire (red pillar). Above the stage, a carved dragon with blue eyes, so lifelike it seemed to watch over them, adorned the ceiling. As Lea looked around, she spotted Rayan, Jude, Vickey, Lily, Alisha, and Ria training near the stage. Liam followed her gaze and also saw their friends.

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

I questioned Draco when he merely replied one word “Saltus” “Saltus?” I questioned him and Draco hummed in response and added “Forest Dragon …..…” Now I understood everything that was going on here, I was lost in my own thought when suddenly old painting on wall fall down with ‘BIG Thud’ confidently at same instant one of guard solider shook violently, we all turned to see him

I took a minute to admire the cream walls which were painted like a clean, neat canvas, displaying the secrets and the tales of this world, from my forefathers and ancestors before them. The stone sculptures around the room and the drawings etched on the walls created a classic illusion of being succumbed into a different world, a paranormal universe where nothing but peace and stability reigned. The red dotted paint marring the cream white wall representing blood, the angry werewolves in their natural glory, and terrifying dragons stood proud on the wall, making one just want to dwell in this serene surrounding.

She stared at me in surprise but before I could question her, I felt a strong wind around us, coming from above. My eyes peeled away from the woman to stare at an incredibly large, strong, and powerful dragon writhing in pain in the sky. Its scales were black with hints of red and it beat its wings like it was fighting an invisible enemy. I watched in horror as he screeched, his body squirming and his voice echoing in the air. Kieran. Those were his colors. I knew that much.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.