the rising

The sky was pure madness. Wings beat all around him, massive and shrieking, throwing the wind into chaos. Cole’s heart was in his throat, his knuckles white as he clung to the obsidian dragon’s spine. He didn’t even know if he was holding on correctly. Was there a right way to sit on a goddamn...

THE RISING — OPEN THREAD FOR THANASIAN WRITERS The time has come. The Rising has begun. Every year, those who dare enter the volcanic wilds beyond the city walls seek to claim their place among the Ascended, to forge a bond with a dragon—or die trying. The mountains are unforgiving, riddled...

--- The Rising - The Ashen Spires --- The scent of sulfur and charred stone filled the air, thick and cloying with the promise of danger. Heat radiated from the blackened ground beneath Cole’s boots, even as the rain began to fall, hissing against the smoldering rock. Thunder rolled overhead...

Thanasis - Six months after the Rising The Forge barracks and training fields, near the Wall. As the sun began its ascent over the training fields of Thanasis, casting a golden hue upon the sprawling landscape, Cullen Morvane found himself in a lone corner of the grandeur of the barracks'...

For those not born into wealth and houses, there are but two other ways to gain a dragon. The first is rarer than a dragonseye topaz. It is wielded by mothers across these lands to make their children come to heel, and by generals to install pointless hope in their soldiers, but it is...