TailsFan182

  The broken girl thought she had nothing left…. You rested your head on your hand as you listened to your German teacher go on in German. You couldn't understand a thing that he was saying because you had only just started learning this language. You picked up a few things here and there, words you recognized from when your mother and father fought in German. It had only been two years since you moved to this new school, since your father left with his German girlfriend, the woman he had been with for longer than he was married to your mother, but still you could barely remember any German. You fought back tears as you remembered the n

IcelandxReader You lived with the 'famous' Nordic 5 for quite some time now. They had found you when you were just a kid, around 8 years old, alone in the cold and icy snow of one of their countries, Iceland. -Flashback- It was cold, dark and snowing heavily as you walked around, in panic. You had made a nice trip to this new country with your parents and a while ago they were looking for a place to stay, on the last day you would be here. But you lost them as you chased a strange bird. You saw it sitting around on a pile of snow and was cleaning his feathers a bit as he seemed to be waiting for something. 'Is that a puffin? But da

~Chapter 3~ This is insane. I don't even know why I'm agreeing to do this. "You're the one who insisted that my brother travel with at least the minimal garments," Emil reminded you. That was something you couldn't ignore: no matter what you were thinking, the dragon's soul could hear your thoughts, too; it was also how he communicated with you. Nevertheless, you couldn't travel with someone—regardless of how handsome he was—knowing he was going to be walking around buck naked in the cursed snowstorm. Since you needed all of the clothes you had on your body, you had refused to lend Lukas any of yours. As a result, Lukas had tol

~Chapter 1~ There were two documented dragons left in the world. Both remained tethered in chains mounted on display in the cold atop the highest point in the castle in hopes that with their souls being born of fire, they would be able to drive away the progressing winter. These were tough times in Eliatha.* A curse had ravaged the land once bathed in sunlight and warmth. The winds carried sleet that cut through the skin like knives, and the snow fell in a ruthless torrent of blankets painting everything with nothing but the empty color of death. Nowadays, the dragons were nothing more than mere spectacles of times long forgotten, when col

~Chapter 2~ When you woke up that morning, you noticed the castle noises below you were significantly livelier. Maids were scampering to keep the roof clean of as much snow as possible, and the numbers of soldiers increased for the case of an emergency. As you remembered from the night before, a handful of nobles from the neighboring castles had taken a quick voyage to witness the magnificent sight: a dragon being sacrificed. The three days was up, and in that time, the winter only grew worse. A blizzard was now considered part of a normal day. Only the hardiest of animals could survive in such a brittle environment. What disturbed you mos

~Chapter 4~ Perhaps when you had been the dragons' keeper, it wasn't that you couldn't understand them before becoming Emil's vessel; it might have been that they had never bothered to talk at all. If that assumption couldn't have been proven true in the past, it was certainly starting to become valid at the given moment. After stealing some clothes for Lukas, the two of you hadn't exchanged a single word since. You didn't even bother asking the dragon to slow down because you had a feeling he would only sneer and throw back some insolent remark about how weak you were as a human. During the short time you had travelled with Lukas—and it h

~Chapter 5~ As expected, Lukas had woken up long before you did and caught breakfast. Today, breakfast consisted of yet another rabbit and a small bird whose species was beyond recognition thanks to having its feathers plucked and its skin already roasted. "Lukas, you've always eaten in front of me as a dragon. Why are you having problems eating right now?" you asked. The dragon rolled his sapphire eyes as though you had asked that question a thousand times over. "I don't find it comfortable eating as a human," he confessed. "Besides, with the way I normally eat added with the things I eat, I would think you would find it unappealing to w

~Chapter 6~ Sleeping on Lukas' back while he was a dragon was much more comforting than having to walk on foot. In fact, it was almost like your relationship completely changed when he became a dragon: you didn't have to struggle to catch up to him because you were always with him, and he never talked ill of you because there was no need to talk in the middle of the night. Eventually, after a few more days of travelling, the two of you—plus Emil's soul—reached the edge of the Bone Forest. You could understand why they gave the place such a name: the trees were bare and stuck out of the ground like skeletal hands reaching out to grab unsuspe