Writing Prompt

In the heart of the bustling market of Aldhaven, the Dragon Chest sat unclaimed, its origins cloaked in mystery and its surface carved with intricate, serpentine designs. Legends whispered of treasures and curses alike, drawing the curious and the brave. As a collector of peculiar artifacts, I couldn't resist.

With a key procured from an old wanderer, I opened the chest one dusky evening. The hing...

The scales were torn and the dragon’s talons fell to the stone floor one last time. I watched as the beast heaved one last breath, and then it settled, eyes rolled back in its head, never to incite fear again. The silence was defeaning after such a battle.

And there it was: its chest, riddled with jewels and golden inscriptions. They said that beneath that layer of armored flesh was the greatest...

He followed rainbows into the dragons den,

Hoping they’d lead him to that mysterious pot of gold,

Only to find nothing but the ashes of those who came before....

Dragon chest

Forever hexed

For the rest

Even the best...

What use the spoils of war, when there is no enjoyment in laying waste to another’s lands? No satisfaction in levelling cities; razing homes or churches to the ground, in conflagrations of such immensity, the gods themselves may have set them.

There is no satisfaction, either, in watching the seed of a nation trampled in the dust; the young—and not so young—men trading their futures at the ends o...

I expected gold or maybe some gems, but not this. I never took it literally, at most I thought it meant things a dragon would keep but I was not prepared for this. Three little dragon eggs of varying colors rested inside the box with a scroll up top. I grabbed the scroll and opened it up.

Dearest Adventurer,

I wish you luck on your newest journey into parenhood. This chest was enchanted to stop th...

Once upon a time I was a princess with so much to look forward to.

But the court of King Harold, my father, had other plans.

Sometimes I blame my curiosity.

I was only 7 at the time. I had spent the day exploring the castle and getting in everyone’s way — I’ll admit that.

I was shoo’d from the scullery and the kitchen, from the stables and royal gardens, just about anywhere interesting. Wh...

The Draconians were a family that had long ago given up any pretenses of normality. They were generally larger, and more sturdy than others. They were all described as blood thristy and one was told from a young age never to cross a Draconian.

So when I received the scroll with the Draconian family seal on it, my heart almost stopped beating and my breath froze for a moment. I didn’t understand ...

Cosmo slumped back and kicked the chest with his foot. It skidded along the ground, leaving deep trenches in the dirt.

There were so many rumours surrounding the Dragon Chest, and with such a name, the drunken minds at the local tavern had run wild with stories of gold, jewels, or perhaps the generously rich coffers of a long forgotten damsalled princess.

But what Cosmo didn't expect to find was...

Sam was always curious. He couldn't help it. It was in his nature. If Jon, the shopkeeper did not intend for Sam to look around the shop, he would not have hired him to be his assistant. And if Jon did not wish for Sam to open the dragon chest, then he would have done more than tell him one time to not touch it. Jon should have hidden the chest. It was only natural that Sam should find his way in ...