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Paxia Written by Michael Hill

Prologue: The history of Paxia Once a long time ago. When the Earth was still young and while there were still other races besides humans. There lived three other mighty races. One race was the Elves. The Elves were a proud and strong people. Some of which lived in the plains and on the open land. Yet there are some of which that live in the wooded areas. The second race were the Dwarfs. The Dwarfs were a sturdy and honorable people. Most of them lived in the dark, underground caverns, but there were some of them that lived in the mountains with the third race and were not welcome in their home The Dragons. Now I know what you are thinking “Why would anyone want to live with Dragons?” Well truth be told they didn’t but the Dwarfs were a greedy people and loved treasure, and who has the most treasure in all of the old stories? That’s right the Dragons. Now Dragons aren’t always the big, bad, scary beasts you might have heard about. They are in fact a noble and forgiving race. The Dragons are the lords of the skies and of the mountains. But little did the races of this world know. A great and terrible evil was coming to exterminate them. It seems like if they had paid attention to the advice of their elders the world might have turned out different. But the legend of that time that might have saved them went like this. A warrior trained by the elves and dwarfs, and born of human blood. With a young but talented dragon by his or her side. Would bring the world out of darkness and destruction in its last hour. Now our story begins in the realm of the elves at the time of their greatest celebration.

Chapter 1: The Party Invite

 “Hurry up Nicoleta,” a passing elf said as she passed, “You don’t want to be late to the ceremony.”  “I know, I know,” said Nicoleta as she picked up her pace.  As she was walking Nicoleta’s friend Desirae joined her.  “Hey Nicoleta,” Desirae said as she caught up.  “Hey Desirae,” Nicoleta replied, “What are you doing?” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “I’m going to the party aren’t you?” Desirae replied. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “I was thinking about it but I don’t know anybody,” She replied. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “You don’t need to know anybody to go,” Desirae said, “You know that right.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Yea I know,” Nicoleta says, “I just don’t want to be all alone.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “You won’t be, I will be with you,” Desirae says smiling. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Ok, I can’t wait. Where is it?” Nicoleta asked. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “It’s by the old tree in the center of the forest,” Desirae said and with that she ran off.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chapter 2: Girl Drama

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> That night a group of elven girls walked through the forest on their way to the party. When the lead elf of the group stopped and said “Look there’s Michael, he’s so cute to bad he’s dating that girl Victoria. He thinks she’s so cute well she is but I still don’t know what he sees in her.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “He says that she is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen and hopes they will stay together for the rest of their lives,” Catherine said. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Well he shouldn’t be with her he should be with me,” Heather said and with that they kept walking.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chapter 3: The Party

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> When Nicoleta got to the party that night it was going strong. She saw her friend Desirae and started to walk over to her. On the way over she got stopped by an elf named Charlie. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Hey Nicoleta, how are you tonight?” Charlie asked when she stopped. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “I’m doing fine,” Nicoleta replied. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Just then the two were joined by Michael and Victoria. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Hey Charlie we were wondering where you disappeared to,” Michael said. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Oh, sorry I didn’t tell you guys I saw Nicoleta here and thought I would invite her to join us,” Charlie replied rather sheepishly. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “O that’s awesome we could use the company,” Michael said cheerily. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “So, Nicoleta how would you like to join us? We were just about to go out and have some fun in the forest,” Charlie said. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Nicoleta looked back at Desirae and saw that she was having fun. She turned back and nodded, “Sure I would love to come.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chapter 4: Flying Solo

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Now we go and join the dragons. We join them at a time when the great Grand Elder dragon is training a young dragon named Soren. Soren hasn’t learned what he needs to yet to become a full dragon master of his own but he is learning. He is learning rather quickly as well. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“No, you’re doing it wrong Soren,” the older Dragon said, “You're supposed to swing your tail, breath fire, and use your claws all at the same time. Remember you are training to fight against many enemies at once.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The younger dragon Soren was tired and confused but he refused to give up. “I’m trying Grand Elder,” Soren said as he tried again. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> ‘This young dragon has great potential. For all he knows he is still a novice but he has excelled these past few days’ the Grand Elder thought to himself. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “How’s this Grand Elder?” Soren asked as he tried again. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “That was great but we need more heat,” the Grand Elder replied. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> And with that the pair practiced into the night and well into the morning by which time Soren had mastered fighting. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Well done Soren,” the Grand Master said, “Now go and rest you’ve earned it. Tomorrow we start flying.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Great, I can’t wait,” said Soren excitedly.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chapter 5: Earning Your Wings

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The next day was a very important day for Soren. Even though he was excited and didn’t think he would be able to sleep, Soren slept soundly all through the night. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The next day Soren and the Grand Elder went to the top of the mountain to start their flying lesson. Once they got to the top the Grand Elder started to explain how to fly to Soren. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Now Soren the most important thing to remember when you are flying is to not get too excited or stressed. You have to remain calm so that you don’t fall or have your wings buckle and start to dive,” the Grand Elder explained. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Ok, so do I run and then jump to start flying or do I just start flapping my wings?” Soren asked. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “What you do,” explained the Grand Elder, “ Is you start running and while you are running you start to flap your wings. The power of your wings will lift you up and you will start to soar.” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Awesome, I can’t wait to start flying,”Soren said. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> So for that whole afternoon the Grand Elder taught Soren how to fly. Soren picked it up quickly and by the end of the month he had finished his schooling and was his own Master.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chapter 6: The Banishment

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Now we join the humans. They are getting ready to banish one of their people. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The crowd parted for the boy as he walked toward the gate. He was one of the kingdom’s youngest warriors and he had been charged with treason. As he walked he couldn’t help thinking where he would go now that he couldn’t live in the kingdom. He thought about going and living in the mountains with the Dwarfs, or the woods with the Elves. He had been through many times before and he had liked it a lot. He was also sure that they would help him. Or maybe he would just go try his luck as a mercenary. He could go to the woods with the elves and have them help him make him a bow. Then he could go to the mountains and ask the dwarfs to make him a sword. Then he would be on his way. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> As he walked down the main street in Alrain - the castle of the land - the peasants jeered and threw rotten food at him. He couldn’t help thinking that now that he was gone how much he was going to miss the kingdom and his friends. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “Hey Alamor,” one of the guards said, “what do you think you are going to do now that you are banished?” <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> “I don’t know Coran,” Alamor replied sadly. With that Alamor walked in silence the rest of the way. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Corsiva; font-size: 19px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> As soon as he walked through the gates of Alrain the heavy oak doors closed behind him. He turned around at the loud thud and thought sadly ‘well I guess that this is the start of my adventure.’ So he started to walk East toward the forest hoping that someone would help him.