Dragons Realm - Ch 1

The gates from which the dragon realm had been had been sealed for centuries.  Walking through the cavern and into the room which held such a sacred door felt so exhilarating, I couldn’t comprehend it as reality.  Nobody except for the gatekeepers and the members of the council were aloud to enter this room, and so all my life I had dreamt of what it would feel like to take my first steps as a man into that cavern.  

When the thirteenth chapter tolls in any child’s life, they are brought to the ancient cavern and purified in one of many bellies of water.  That is the only moments of their life they will ever step foot in there, for the only other way to gain access to the room is in a coffin, for to the left and right of the great door lay a great network of catacombs that spindle down into the earth.

Stepping into that room for the first time knocked the breath from my lungs.  I felt as though I were doing something forbidden, for it had been for so long.  My heart accelerated and I felt my hands begin to shake.  This was it, for the first and possibly last time in my living years I finally saw the ancient Dragons realm.  

The room was build from stone slate, yet it had a silvery golden sheen that utterly confused the mind if you were to watch for too long.  Every corner of the place was uncommonly clean, which gave the ancient cavern a surreal and futuristic glow.  Statues of dragons and other strange beasts were littered among the odd foliage, which were all laid near several watering holes.  

A member of the council was ahead of our small group explaining the living hell out of everything we passed by, even though it was blatantly obvious that the legend of this hall was the bible of our growing years.  I quickly zoned out and daydreamed about days before the dragons were locked away forever in a realm that is unknown.  

“You are advised to pay attention to every detail I am telling you child, as the only other time you may enter these grounds is through a coffin!”  The ugly looking council member spit the words at me like I was nothing more than a wounded pup.  

I was so sick of being treated like nothing more than a child! Wasn’t this the point of me being here in the first place?

“I think we ALL know this information, SIR,” The council member looked shocked at the fact that I would talk back to him.  I didn’t care; I was ready to get on with it already.  I impersonated his droning voice and turned to look at the small crowd of teenagers behind me.  “The only other way to gain access to this room is through a coffin, which would be brought through the grounds and buried within one of the many areas of which we do stuff like that.”  I then turned back to the man with a look of utter defiance. “Now can I take a dunk in one of those pools so we can get this show over with?”

Suddenly there was a commotion near the start of the room.  Apparently a large group of hooded men were fighting the guards to the death in order to come within, and by the looks of it, they were winning.  The council guards were immensely outnumbered by a sleuth of madmen, and were quickly overcome and lye on the ground dead or bleeding.   The madmen then quickly advanced past us towards the gatekeepers. Which were holding their ground with looks or morbid terror on their faces.  A sharp alarm sounded overhead, so loud all thoughts ceased to exist in my mind.

It was too late; the intruders had overcome most of the infantry and had come to a strange upright column that was near the gate.  Three of the men lifted the column and tossed it aside to reveal what looked like an enormous tusk of some kind.  The largest of the hooded men came forward and stood on one knee, so the tip could reach his mouth.  He inhaled a deep breath and…

As soon as his lips touched the horn, a sound erupted forth which was even louder than that of the alarm that had sounded.  There was a knocking sound, and sounds of a thousand galloping stallions.  The doors exploded outward and beasts began spilling out, the likes of which I had never seen in my days.  The fear that quaked my very being was like something that my body wasn’t capable of containing.  It was natural instinct, and my body was acting of its own accord now.  I stumbled to and fro avoiding legs of strange nightmarish oddities, making my way to the front of the room, towards the gate.  I had my eyes set on the one place they could not reach me, above the doors.  

Nearby children, council members, and guardsmen began dying at the hands of the hungry beasts.   Whatever the intent of the hooded men was, it seemed they had succeeded in their task, and had thusly vanished from the cavern.  Nonetheless, adrenaline pumping and natural instinct kicking in, I couldn’t tell you how I did it or how I managed it unscathed, but I was now on the ledge above the door, overlooking both realms that were colliding with deadly force.  

The dragon’s realm was simply a blur, the pounding of the stampede was like a gruesome heartbeat, beasts spilling out into the world I lived and loved.  The stampede was rattling the cavern, and large pieces began crumbling down to the earth.  Finally, after what seemed an eternity, and after nearly half the cavern had been decimated, the beasts thinned out and came to a stop.  

My mind could definitely not comprehend this as reality now.  I looked about the room and at the corpses of my friends and many foes.  They didn’t know that their first and last steps within this room had coincided with each other.  Just as I was plotting how to get down from the overhang, there was a guttural roar from behind me, in the dragon’s realm.  The flapping of wings became apparent and I realized with another jolt of fear that I had not seen any dragons within the depths of beasts.  

The massive creature blasted out of the cavern at such a speed it completely obliterated the column I was standing on and I fell down to the ground at an unsightly height.  All thought was blasted from my mind once more and all I knew was darkness.

“ENTER A NEW ORDER, THE ORDER AS IT WOULD HAVE BEEN IF TIME HAD      NOT BEEN TAKEN FROM THIS REALM.”  If a voice yells as loud as it can but nobody within earshot is conscious, did it really ever yell?