A Colorless Curse

=== A Simple Greeting. ===
Ah. Hello! Welcome to my humble abode. Your own house! You can’t see mine, of course.
I’m glad you’ve wandered in here, out of all the places you could’ve gone, and stories you could’ve read. I’m thankful.
* A Side Note:
I am not Survivors.
Ok, come a little closer! I have a story to tell.
No, seriously. Move your head closer to the screen. It’s not like I’m going to jump out at you or anything. You can trust me.
Now this story… it’s true. You may not believe me, but it happened at some point. Somewhere. Where, you may ask? Some place that once was. When was that? Then. Why… what is the reason? I forget, if I knew at all. But you might. Soon. Maybe it’s to tell a story.
 
For now, let’s say it happened on the other side of the rainbow. The side that you don’t see.
It happened a very long time ago… if you trust me. For all you know it happened yesterday. 
Trust is very important to me. Truth, too, but that is something you might learn in due time. I don’t know. I’m not you.
This story will most likely seem crazy to you. ‘This is the strangest AU I’ve ever seen. Is this supposed to be canon? How? Is the author insane?”
Yes.
I am.
Some say. If I am the author to you. Am I?
 
 
Well, I think it’s time to actually start my story. It’s nearly time. I have a few things to do, so I may not be able to tell it all at once. Perhaps a part or two every so often. I am a working dragon. I have a life, too. You’ll have to be patient.
But, in case you’re starved for some sort of idea as to what it’s about, if an idea is what you’re looking for (it is)… here. Read away.
 
*Featuring
 
The screams of dragons, a room being quickly silenced. Smoke… red tendrils of smoke. That fill the lungs.
The crackling snaps of a whip, echoing down the halls of a church at midnight.
A beast in the caves… a beast that no one has ever seen.
*Spoiler Alert!
We see it.
 
A flaming sword, the fire blue. An old shopkeeper holding it out to my talons.
The quick and quiet swish of flame as a candle goes out in a window, wing beats growing outside. Louder and louder.
A plot on both sides of the spectrum… and secrets.
A black spot.
*A Description
Imagine looking down into a well filled to the brim with oil.
 
The chants of dragons, the hiss of a snake, and the biggest castle you have ever seen.
 
A bit of wonder.
A bit of darkness…
And a bit of color.
 
*A Definition from my own head
 
Color:
 
 
Magic
 
 
 
 
 
And finally, a greeting. My second greeting, in fact. Unless you read this again, that is. Hello, my new friends. Welcome to Phyrria… or at least what’s left of it.
Category:Fanfictions
Category:Fanfictions (Fanon)
Category:Fanfictions (Incomplete)
Category:Genre (Romance)
Category:Mature Content
Category:Genre (Mystery)
Category:Genre (Adventure)