Description
This is a little sneak peek of a story from 900 years ago. "Goldie, do you like winter?" Eruhaben frowned at the young red dragon's sudden random question. He stared for a moment at the child who was making a snowman before answering. "I don't know." "Is that so? I really like it." "Hm?" Eruhaben began to think that the kid liked winter just because he was amazed by the pile of white stuff on the ground and smiled thinking he was too stupid for a dragon. The red dragon then snorted knowing what his Goldie was thinking. "It's fun to play with the snow! And after the winter is over, the flowers will bloom! I love the sight! Hey, do you hear me, Goldie?" Eruhaben didn't answer and instead chuckled as the snowman the red dragon made was slightly damaged after he got so cutely angry. "...ugh, he's so handsome when he laughs. Blackie, this brother of yours is scared." °°°°° He was just a young dragon who couldn't even fly with his own wings. His soul then stared at the heartless corpse as the God of Death himself comforted him for quite some time. //Pictures from pinterest.// The cover and other arts related to the OCs are mine. WARNING! -Contain spoilers -Bad grammar -Slow update :(( Happy reading! \(•∆•)/
Chapter 1
