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Prologue
Once there was a young boy who lived in Medieval times. He was not an ordinary boy, though he lived a quite ordinary life. He would go with his father to farm in the afternoon, in the mornings go to school, and wash up and eat in the evenings. One day on his way to school he heard a voice in his head saying, "Young boy, come home. Do not go to school, for there is an evil fate that awaits you there." Now in the Medieval times a small boy of an age about seven was told to never listen to what strangers told him to do, for it might just end his life. So on this particular day in the town of Eran, this young boy didnt listen to this telepathic voice in his head. Instead, he continued on to school like every other young schoolchild he knew. When he got there he noticed the lights were off and no one was inside. He saw many other schoolchildren walking inside the one room building, but not seeing any inside. He thought back to the voice in his head. He ran home and stayed in all day, his parents not returning when they should have. This young boy started to become frightened around the hour of seven or so. He reached for his book of Legends and started to read one. It read this, " Once in the town of Toupit a young man was walking to school. On his way there he heard a voice telling him not to continue on, so he was smart and ran home. Now his curiosity was burning, so he walked outside. The sky was dark. This young man ran to the Blacksmith and yelled, "Mr. Blacksmith, sir, I need you to make me a sword about two feet and a half. I am afraid I need to protect myself.........there is something outside and I need to determine if it is dangerous, sir." So the Blacksmith, kind and generous, made him a sword called Zandor. The young man ran outside and saw a dark portal. He jabbed it with his sword but it went through, not leaving a mark at all. He thought, "This thing cant be rid! I dont even believe it can be damaged!" He saw it and felt a tugging on his clothes but saw no one. He felt it more, increasing by the second. Then his feet completely left the ground and he was pulled into the portal, never seen again." Now this young boys name was Hadilet. Hadilet ran outside and saw this same black portal, and he indeed, was sucked in as well.
Chapter 1: The Portal of Time
Hadilet was in a black world. He ran forward. Nothing. He ran backward. Nothing. He was stuck in a world unseeable. He felt walls closing in around him and he suddenly appeared in daylight. He saw many pillars, nothing more. Then he saw something up in the sky. He got closer. He raised his hand and waved. "Hello," Hadilet said. It said something in a language he didnt understand. Then Hadilet yelled loudly, "Can you speak English?". It shook its hand, though it was clear the creature understood it. The creature was about eight feet high and winged. It had a padded stomach and a spiked tail. Hadilet saw small licks of flame exhaling from his mouth . It was clearly a Dragon of the Lost Age. He greeted it with the showing of his palm. It nodded. Lost Age Dragons were only allowed to speak English by the renowned showing of the palm. "Greetings, one called Hadilet. In order to bring you to the land of Lost Dragons, you must become a dragon yourself. Travel to the Time Flute and blow into it three times. You will be brought into our world as a Dragon. Meet me in the tent with a large deer head on the entrance."
Chapter 2: The Greeting
Hadilet ran up a hill and saw a high pedestal. Standing on it was a Flute the color of Time. He blew into it three times and he appeared on another hill. It was windy and he felt it on his face. He ran down the hill to see an amazingly large city. It was made up of tents on the outskirts, but the farther you went into it the firmer and taller the buildings got. It was like some sort of Magic. He went to the tent that the Dragon told him to and he was instantly delighted with the aroma of warm steak. He was greeted by the dragon from earlier. "Hello, hello!"It said. Hadilet returned the greeting and then asked him, "May I have your name?". The Dragon nodded and said quietly his name, which was Odifer. Odifer invited Hadilet to eat steak for lunch. Hadilet accepted and enjoyed steak for lunch. He left with Odifer by his side. Odifer was excited as Hadilet walked impatiently down the Main Street of Dragon Capital."Hey, where are you going? As a newcomer you cant just go roaming around town! People will report you for nor being yet approved by the King of All Dragons!" he said to Hadilet. Odifer explained that in order to be able to visit the Inner City you must visit and be approved by the King of All Dragons and that you would have to travel through time to visit him. Hadilet stopped and thought. He told Odifer to get ready. He was going TymeTraveling.
Once there was a young boy who lived in Medieval times. He was not an ordinary boy, though he lived a quite ordinary life. He would go with his father to farm in the afternoon, in the mornings go to school, and wash up and eat in the evenings. One day on his way to school he heard a voice in his head saying, "Young boy, come home. Do not go to school, for there is an evil fate that awaits you there." Now in the Medieval times a small boy of an age about seven was told to never listen to what strangers told him to do, for it might just end his life. So on this particular day in the town of Eran, this young boy didnt listen to this telepathic voice in his head. Instead, he continued on to school like every other young schoolchild he knew. When he got there he noticed the lights were off and no one was inside. He saw many other schoolchildren walking inside the one room building, but not seeing any inside. He thought back to the voice in his head. He ran home and stayed in all day, his parents not returning when they should have. This young boy started to become frightened around the hour of seven or so. He reached for his book of Legends and started to read one. It read this, " Once in the town of Toupit a young man was walking to school. On his way there he heard a voice telling him not to continue on, so he was smart and ran home. Now his curiosity was burning, so he walked outside. The sky was dark. This young man ran to the Blacksmith and yelled, "Mr. Blacksmith, sir, I need you to make me a sword about two feet and a half. I am afraid I need to protect myself.........there is something outside and I need to determine if it is dangerous, sir." So the Blacksmith, kind and generous, made him a sword called Zandor. The young man ran outside and saw a dark portal. He jabbed it with his sword but it went through, not leaving a mark at all. He thought, "This thing cant be rid! I dont even believe it can be damaged!" He saw it and felt a tugging on his clothes but saw no one. He felt it more, increasing by the second. Then his feet completely left the ground and he was pulled into the portal, never seen again." Now this young boys name was Hadilet. Hadilet ran outside and saw this same black portal, and he indeed, was sucked in as well.
Chapter 1: The Portal of Time
Hadilet was in a black world. He ran forward. Nothing. He ran backward. Nothing. He was stuck in a world unseeable. He felt walls closing in around him and he suddenly appeared in daylight. He saw many pillars, nothing more. Then he saw something up in the sky. He got closer. He raised his hand and waved. "Hello," Hadilet said. It said something in a language he didnt understand. Then Hadilet yelled loudly, "Can you speak English?". It shook its hand, though it was clear the creature understood it. The creature was about eight feet high and winged. It had a padded stomach and a spiked tail. Hadilet saw small licks of flame exhaling from his mouth . It was clearly a Dragon of the Lost Age. He greeted it with the showing of his palm. It nodded. Lost Age Dragons were only allowed to speak English by the renowned showing of the palm. "Greetings, one called Hadilet. In order to bring you to the land of Lost Dragons, you must become a dragon yourself. Travel to the Time Flute and blow into it three times. You will be brought into our world as a Dragon. Meet me in the tent with a large deer head on the entrance."
Chapter 2: The Greeting
Hadilet ran up a hill and saw a high pedestal. Standing on it was a Flute the color of Time. He blew into it three times and he appeared on another hill. It was windy and he felt it on his face. He ran down the hill to see an amazingly large city. It was made up of tents on the outskirts, but the farther you went into it the firmer and taller the buildings got. It was like some sort of Magic. He went to the tent that the Dragon told him to and he was instantly delighted with the aroma of warm steak. He was greeted by the dragon from earlier. "Hello, hello!"It said. Hadilet returned the greeting and then asked him, "May I have your name?". The Dragon nodded and said quietly his name, which was Odifer. Odifer invited Hadilet to eat steak for lunch. Hadilet accepted and enjoyed steak for lunch. He left with Odifer by his side. Odifer was excited as Hadilet walked impatiently down the Main Street of Dragon Capital."Hey, where are you going? As a newcomer you cant just go roaming around town! People will report you for nor being yet approved by the King of All Dragons!" he said to Hadilet. Odifer explained that in order to be able to visit the Inner City you must visit and be approved by the King of All Dragons and that you would have to travel through time to visit him. Hadilet stopped and thought. He told Odifer to get ready. He was going TymeTraveling.
