Every time she got it right, or made a mistake the dragon would swoop, breathing fire and singeing her hair. The Princess and The Boy were married, she tried so hard to fit in with his family and his world but the rules were so different. She was in love, the dragon couldn't hurt her. Her friends and family warned her that being too close to The Boy could mean she would get hurt by the dragon too. The Princess, like him, was a little different, she was from another world. One day, while walking in an enchanted forest, he met a princess. The Boy tried to be like his brother, he became a "good boy" but it was hard and he wasn't happy. If he stayed they would get hurt - maybe die. The dragon had found him, it was threatening to attack him with no regard for his new friends. One day his world crashed down around him. He loved the teamwork, he loved that his colleagues were just as funny and crazy as him. The Boy joined the army and went across the sea to fight the evil ones.Īlthough it was dangerous, he loved it. He thought if he could get away for a short time he would recover and be able to fight the dragon again. The Boy wanted to be like his brother, he wanted to be good so the dragon wouldn't hurt him. It was easy for the dragon to seek him out as he looked a little different to his family, the dragon couldn't catch him but at each attack the dragon left more wounds, scars and heartache. The Boy liked parties, he liked being naughty.
The brother put his head down and and kept out of the path of the dragon, The Boy couldn't.
They would be hunted and attacked where ever they went and whatever they did. They now realised that they were different, that they were the evil dragons favourite food. Just a blur though tears, keeping a stiff upper lip, but they were just boys, small boys. The funeral came and went, they remember little of it. The boys were overwhelmed, why would a dragon want to kill their mother? Would they be next? She was loved by all who saw her or knew her. They didn't know they were different to everyone else, until one terrible day when their mother was killed by a relentless, hate filled, dragon. They loved each other and they loved their family.
His brother was kind, quiet and thoughtful whilst he was loud, naughty and fun. He was born into a loving and powerful family.
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