Prologe: Tyra

 Prologue  

 A little girl flew. The hilltops were the best place for flying, in her opinion. Of course she didn't  just rise off the ground. Flying was an art that required skill and concentration, and the little girl had neither, though she liked to think she did. To fly, you must concentrate on the wind currents and catch the right on to get you up in the air. Then there was the matter of staying up. The little girl squeezed her eyes shut as tight as possible. She wasn't sure if this helped or not but she did it anyway. Then, when she detected a current, she ran and jumped, and enjoyed the felling of weightlessness before the tug and the wind whipping in her face. She laughed out loud before she suddenly remembered the staying up part. she closed her eyes again. There wasn't another air current to jump to, and hers was dying fast. So she tried very hard to do the thing that she sometimes did on accident, the thing that was even more forbidden than flying. She summoned a gust of wind. The little girl wasn't very accomplished  at wind summoning. As I said before, most of the time it was an accident. But today was different. She concentrated as hard as her distracted young mind could, bit her tongue, and pictured the wind in her mind's eye. Then, miraculously, the wind came. At first the little girl was exited. she had did it! She had summoned that wind and proved everyone (namely the orphanage matron,) wrong. Then her joy turned to panic as the wind pushed her of course towards the cliff!  She screamed, and tried to summon another gust but it was to late. The little girl fell. She landed in a bush out cold. Nobody from the orphanage really cared what had happened to her. A search party consisting of two or three underpaid workers looked for her for about half an hour. They came back saying that the brat had probably run away, and good riddance. Only one person found the little girl after the fall. A kindly woman found her in he bush and gasped. At first she thought the girl was dead, but she checked, and thankfully she was breathing. The woman belonged to one of the viking tribes of the area, and was on her way back to her ship. She couldn't just leave the the little girl behind, so she picked her up, and went back to the rest of her tribe. Thus the little girls new life began. And if you are going to read her story, you should start calling her Tyra.

Emilia Aldermere Chapter Two: Dragon School?

 Emilia was flabbergasted. "Dragon School?!?!" "I know its a lot," Said auntie Moria, "and we wont make you go if you don't want to, but this is what you've been dreaming about since you were little!" It was true. Emilia LOVED dragons. She had countless hand drawn sketches of them on her walls, went out every week to buy Philo dragon treats with her allowance, and was made fun of at school for her obsessive talk about dragons and doodling them in class. Em had wanted to go to the Julinian School of Dragons ever since she found out it existed. Seven years ago, town hall went up in flames. Everyone panicked, no one could put the massive fire out. Until the dragon rider came. She flew down from the sky like a rocket on the back of a beautiful, massive sea dragon. The dragon flapped her mighty wings, so gusts of powerful wind pushed the fire away from the houses. At the same time the rider gave the command for the dragon to shoot an almighty stream of water at the fire. the flames eventually went out and the town was saved. On that day six-year-old Emilia had said to her aunt, as the town watched the dragon and rider fly away, "Auntie Moria, I want to be a dragon rider just her and help people to!" Her aunt had replied, "That's fine. Just remember, no matter what you choose to do in life, to follow your heart." then she took Em by the hand, and they went home for dinner. Now, at present day, thirteen-year-old Emilia was weighing the choice of whether or not to pursue her dream and do what she had wanted to do since she was six years old. Emilia took a deep breath. She didn't think she was ready. Masses of Voran children were invited to the Julilnian every year. It was common to be invited, but incredibly rare to pass the dragon tests. The dragon tests determined whether you became a protecter of the realm or an everyday Voran citizen. No one outside the school really knew what the dragon tests were specifically, but everyone knew that they were difficult and potentially dangerous. "Well," said Uncle Jak, "are you going to accept?" "Can I think on it for a minute?" And without waiting for an answer Emilia went out the back door. As soon as the door shut behind her, she started running. She ran and ran and ran until she collapsed in a field east of the house, that was filled with daisies. She was breathing fast and hard. She thought, "What if I fail? What if I flunk it the first day? What if I'm not ready? What if-" "What if you don't take the chance to do what you have wanted to have your entire life, and pass up the invitation to something that could turn into something else even better than you ever dreamed it could be?" Aunt Moira eased herself down next to Emilia. "You talk to yourself." She informed her. Philo bounded up behind her aunt and started licking Emilia's face until the few tears that had escaped her eyes were wiped away. "Thanks Philo," she said and hugged him around the neck. "I think your right, Aunt Moria, I'll accept the Invitation. It might be awful, I might fail, but I'll know that I at least tried to pursue my dream." "Good." Said aunt Moria, and she took Emilia by the hand, helped her up and they walked back towards the house together, with Philo following at their heels.

Emilia Aldermere Chapter One: The beginning

 Once upon a time, there was a land called Vora, a girl named Emilia Aldermere, and a town called a Lenora.  Lenora was a small town in north Vora, famous for it's... ummm it's... lovely farmland? The truth was, Lenora was a boring town. Sure sometimes things happened like when Mrs. Pickett's hen laid an oddly shaped egg winning her a blue ribbon at the town livestock exhibit, or when Mr. Blue accidentally died his hair blue, or when a baby dragon sneezed on Auntie Moria's roses(you can guess how that ended), but things like that don't exactly liven up your life. except for Philo, Emilia's pet dragon. When Emilia ws eight years old an oddly colored greenish baby dragon wandered into Lenora, and not only melted those roses but Emilia's heart. She begged her aunt and uncle to let her keep him, and they finally relented. Emilia loved that dragon with all her heart. She shined his scales, made him a nest of blankets at the foot of her bed, fed him three meals a day and named him Philo, his strange coloring reminded her of her aunt's philo plant. Emilia was thirteen now, and Philo could not exactly be called a baby anymore. The day Emilia   was invited to the Julinian Dragon Riding Academy started like any other: with Philo licking her in the the face with his huge, slimy, reptilian tongue. Emilia laughed. "Good morning to you to Philo!" she managed to say in between giggling and wiping her face with her sleeve. She slid out of bed with a yawn, then stretched her arms wide and said, "Good morning, Lenora!" Then she pulled on yellow rubber boots, her favorite stripey socks, her overalls with the extra big pocket in the front, and a stripey shirt.(She had decided that today was a day for stripes.) Then she put up her long chestnut brown hair with a stripey ribbon and slid down the banister, with Philo flapping/galloping down the stairs behind her. "' Morning Uncle Jak! 'Morning Aunt Moria!" she said, Grabbing a bucket for the chicken eggs, and giving them both a quick hug as she passed. "Good morning sweetheart," said uncle Jak,then added, "By the way, after the farm chores, we have a surprise for you!"   Emilia said, "OK uncle Jak!" and rushed out the door. She inhaled deeply breathing in the crisp morning air that smelled like hay, newly bloomed wild flowers, and a pie set out on the windowsill to cool next door. Emilia's family lived on a farm, and Em was assigned some farm chores. She waved at Tuk, the farm hand, as she made her way over to the chicken coop. "Hello my sweet fluffy babies!",she cried as she opened the barn door. A wave of chickens exploded out of the door, with the rooster, Paul, in the back with the straggling baby chicks and pullets watching for hawks. After the surge of chickens ended, Em went through the door and said hello to all the hens that stayed inside to sit in the nesting boxes. Then she dug around underneath their fluffy bellies and pulled out the eggs that they were sitting on and put them in the bucket that she had brought from inside. then she went back out into the farmyard and gave the chickens food and water and did some other various farm chores including pigs, sheep, turkeys and llamas.("Llamas are better than horses!" Quote Uncle Jak) Then she went back inside to have a pancake breakfast with her family and see what her surprise was. When Em came in, she sat down at the table and spooned a couple chocolate chip pancakes onto her plate. Her aunt and uncle looked at her and uncle Jak pulled out an envelope and showed the seal to Emilia. "Em your going to dragon school!" Em dropped her fork.