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Crynn
Spontaneous Hoot
the_CrAzY_Red

I'm definetly joining. I'll nudge some of my friends, too... xd

Wonderful! I'm definitely joining! I even have a topic in mind, but because I'm still working out the details, I haven't written it out on paper yet. I hope it'll still be worthwhile to read, even though I haven't written it out yet. Long story short, I did that once (I mean, I didn't write it out before I posted it), and it turned out pretty bad. Hm. We'll see how I do.

I'm fabulous, Hoot, but my unfortunate case of writers block isn't doing much for me.

Me too... I guess... but I have a problem. I watched Big last night, and now I want to do something along the lines of that movie, but I can't think of anything. crying What should I write about?

thx for the entry! I'll put you on the list. If you got anything more to add before the deadline, feel free. In fact, as much of it as you can since a more completed story is better than a incomplete one. biggrin

Here's mine. I'm definetly adding more on later, but I thought I'd put this up first. =) Words so far: 682

Goodbye
(This story has been translated from Dragon-speech, so it may not have perfect grammar or spelling.)

It was dark.
She wanted light. Thrusting out, she dug through the black until it shattered and her world was bright. Her squeal of joy and hiccup of fire brought a giant, green face down to her level. It roared gently, and Sky-Of-Blue recognized it as mother. As she stretched her tiny, blue wings, Sky welcomed her new life.

"Ma, hungry!" yipped Sky-Of-Blue. The blue dragon hatchling clung onto her mother's legs, wanting attention.
"No, Sky. I'm going prey-catching now. In one hour, you will have food." The mother, whose name was Green-Forest, shook Sky off and prepared to fly.
"Why?" asked the ever curious, yellow-scaled Golden-Sun. He stared innocently up at Green-Forest.
"We will die if we do not eat." Forest was anxious to stretch her wings after months cooped up in her den. She said farewell to her two hatchlings, nuzzling them lovingly, then happily leapt up into the crisp mountain air. Her wings groaned pleasantly at the sudden action and she staggered in her flight with sheer joy. As a last thought, she called back to her kids, "Stay in the den no matter what!"
Sky ignored this and sadly watched her mother soar away. The mountain cave seemed strangely empty without Forest's comforting presence. She stomped angrily back to the nest and plopped onto her stomach.
"I wonder what prey looks like," pondered Sun. He pranced around the cave, occasionaly pausing to sniff random stones or to ask a question, like "What happened to this rock?" or "How did these pebbles get here?"
Sky was used to this and had learned to block it out, which is what she did for the next hour or two. By this time, her thoughts had returned to her mother. The sun is almost down. Where is Ma? I'm hungry! I bet it's been two thousand years! She wasn't exactly sure what a year was, but she knew it was a very long time, so two thousand years must be extra long.
Then, an idea came into Sky's little blue head. "Hey, Golden-Sun!" she called. "Follow me, I've got something to show you!"
"Okay," replied Sun. The two siblings crawled to the ledge outside of the cave.
"Let's go prey-catching," stated Sky simply.
"What? Why? How?"
"Let's prey-catch! Ma isn't back yet, so we can go get food really quick and surprise her!"'
"But we can't fly!" Golden-Sun stared at his sister, confused.
"I bet it's easy. Just move your wings up and down!" Sky did this as she spoke and even rose a few inches into the air.
Sun giggled and copied his sister. They were both unsteady at first, but they grew more confident and even started turning and going higher, then lower, then higher again. When they felt that they had the hang of it, the hatchlings stood at the tip of the ledge.
Swallowing hard and trying to be brave, Sky said, "Okay, let's do this."
Together, the siblings leaped off of the ledge, spread their wings, and flapped as hard as they could. For one scary moment, nothing happened, then they floated upwards. "We did it!" laughed Sky. "We really did it!"
A tiny blur flew past them. "Is that prey?" inquired Sun.
"You know what? I bet it is!" So the hatchlings chased the sparrow. The fresh mountain wind washed their faces until they grew too exhausted to continue.
"This is hard stuff," commented Sun. "Let's rest. Please, Sky-Of-Blue?"
Sky nodded. "Yah," she puffed. "Let's go home. Ma is probably waiting." She looked around briefly, then said, "Uh, Golden-Sun, you lead the way!"
Sun blinked. "What? Oh, um, okay..." He, too, glanced at their surroundings. He squeaked, "Where are we?"
Thick fog coated everything like snow. A few trees dared to penetrate the gloom, maybe some boulders, too, but the rest of the world was shrouded in white. An unnatural silence pressed down on them to finish it off, along with the smell of rain and pine trees.