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Dragon Quest

Postby bluecat » Sun May 08, 2005 1:58 am

The idea of this topic is to build up a Naturally there 4 you novel. It will be an adventure yarn based around finding out the true nature of Dragons.

What you do is write a paragraph, or two or even three whcih adds to the paragraphs that went before. Hoepfull in the end we have all contributed to a really good yarn. You never know it could even win a booker prize.

My first paragraph is:

Rijgshafn is on the eastern side of Greenland, and unlike most of the country it lives up to its name in what passes for summer here. On this particular July day the sea was calmer than usual, and the wind wasn't blowing, so it was possible to hear the quiet putt putt of the zodiac inflatable as it made its way to the small jetty at the front of the village.

The Zodiac slowed down and then stopped at the jetty and a small and rather unassuming man moved to the front of the boat, tied it fast to the Jety and bounded up on to the wet boards and walked briskly into the town".

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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby MisterJ » Sun May 08, 2005 4:02 am

Rijgshafn is on the eastern side of Greenland, and unlike most of the country it lives up to its name in what passes for summer here. On this particular July day the sea was calmer than usual, and the wind wasn't blowing, so it was possible to hear the quiet putt putt of the zodiac inflatable as it made its way to the small jetty at the front of the village.

The Zodiac slowed down and then stopped at the jetty and a small and rather unassuming man moved to the front of the boat, tied it fast to the Jety and bounded up on to the wet boards and walked briskly into the town

But unbeknown to him he was being watched from afar by the very beast that would affect his life forevermore. For even as he walked briskly into the town centre the very presence of him in this town brought through a hushness in the air and a quietness in his approaching footsteps.
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby caraway » Mon May 09, 2005 2:06 am

But unbeknown to him he was being watched from afar by the very beast that would affect his life forevermore. For even as he walked briskly into the town centre the very presence of him in this town brought through a hushness in the air and a quietness in his approaching footsteps.

The beast watched intently, with eyes of unfathomable colour and intent, the surefooted step of this otherwise unprepossessing stranger. Visitors arrived here only infrequently, and were usually people who were known in the area. For someone unknown here, he seemed very certain about where he was and where he was going.
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby bluecat » Mon May 09, 2005 8:02 am

The beast watched intently, with eyes of unfathomable colour and intent, the surefooted step of this otherwise unprepossessing stranger. Visitors arrived here only infrequently, and were usually people who were known in the area. For someone unknown here, he seemed very certain about where he was and where he was going.

John Abrahamson looked around and smiled. He'd been given a very good description of the town by the old blind man he'd met in a dark corner of a small pub in a Welsh village.

Like the ancient mariner, the old man had insisted that he listen to his story that was beyond being fantastic, and was bound up with fate and greed and heedlessness.

The man intoned his story well into the night, and despite John's protestations had pressed an ancient and well thumbed notebook into his hand, insisting that he read it, and take up the quest that the old man was now incapable of following.

John's first impulse had been to throw the book into the smoky fire that had burnt low in the corner of the pub, but something made him decide to read it. What he read transfixed him, and despite himself he made the arrangements in the morning that led him to the jetty he was standing on now
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby Running Bear » Tue May 10, 2005 12:45 am

Rijgshafn is on the eastern side of Greenland, and unlike most of the country it lives up to its name in what passes for summer here. On this particular July day the sea was calmer than usual, and the wind wasn't blowing, so it was possible to hear the quiet putt putt of the zodiac inflatable as it made its way to the small jetty at the front of the village.

The Zodiac slowed down and then stopped at the jetty and a small and rather unassuming man moved to the front of the boat, tied it fast to the Jety and bounded up on to the wet boards and walked briskly into the town

But unbeknown to him he was being watched from afar by the very beast that would affect his life forevermore. For even as he walked briskly into the town centre the very presence of him in this town brought through a hushness in the air and a quietness in his approaching footsteps.

The beast watched intently, with eyes of unfathomable colour and intent, the surefooted step of this otherwise unprepossessing stranger. Visitors arrived here only infrequently, and were usually people who were known in the area. For someone unknown here, he seemed very certain about where he was and where he was going.

John Abrahamson looked around and smiled. He'd been given a very good description of the town by the old blind man he'd met in a dark corner of a small pub in a Welsh village.

Like the ancient mariner, the old man had insisted that he listen to his story that was beyond being fantastic, and was bound up with fate and greed and heedlessness.

The man intoned his story well into the night, and despite John's protestations had pressed an ancient and well thumbed notebook into his hand, insisting that he read it, and take up the quest that the old man was now incapable of following.

John's first impulse had been to throw the book into the smoky fire that had burnt low in the corner of the pub, but something made him decide to read it. What he read transfixed him, and despite himself he made the arrangements in the morning that led him to the jetty he was standing on
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby MisterJ » Tue May 10, 2005 8:13 am

Rijgshafn is on the eastern side of Greenland, and unlike most of the country it lives up to its name in what passes for summer here. On this particular July day the sea was calmer than usual, and the wind wasn't blowing, so it was possible to hear the quiet putt putt of the zodiac inflatable as it made its way to the small jetty at the front of the village.

The Zodiac slowed down and then stopped at the jetty and a small and rather unassuming man moved to the front of the boat, tied it fast to the Jety and bounded up on to the wet boards and walked briskly into the town

But unbeknown to him he was being watched from afar by the very beast that would affect his life forevermore. For even as he walked briskly into the town centre the very presence of him in this town brought through a hushness in the air and a quietness in his approaching footsteps.

The beast watched intently, with eyes of unfathomable colour and intent, the surefooted step of this otherwise unprepossessing stranger. Visitors arrived here only infrequently, and were usually people who were known in the area. For someone unknown here, he seemed very certain about where he was and where he was going.

John Abrahamson looked around and smiled. He'd been given a very good description of the town by the old blind man he'd met in a dark corner of a small pub in a Welsh village.

Like the ancient mariner, the old man had insisted that he listen to his story that was beyond being fantastic, and was bound up with fate and greed and heedlessness.

The man intoned his story well into the night, and despite John's protestations had pressed an ancient and well thumbed notebook into his hand, insisting that he read it, and take up the quest that the old man was now incapable of following.

John's first impulse had been to throw the book into the smoky fire that had burnt low in the corner of the pub, but something made him decide to read it. What he read transfixed him, and despite himself he made the arrangements in the morning that led him to the jetty he was standing on now.

As he strolled into the town centre curtains were being shuffled across windows. The very skin on his back crawled as he felt the presence of hundred of strange eyes staring through windows as he walked onward. The road beneath his feet crackled withn every aproaching step to the town centre.

As he strolled forward he spied in the distance an enormous fountain that was adorned with mystical beasts, some of which he had only could of seen in his most terrifying nightmares.
As he got closer he could see the fiery red coloured liquid that poured out of the mouths of these beasts in the fountain and pondered a thought to who had built it and why?
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby bluecat » Wed May 11, 2005 8:12 am

As he strolled forward he spied in the distance an enormous fountain that was adorned with mystical beasts, some of which he had only could of seen in his most terrifying nightmares.
As he got closer he could see the fiery red coloured liquid that poured out of the mouths of these beasts in the fountain and pondered a thought to who had built it and why?

John felt rumblings beneath his feet, and even through the thick soles of his shoes he could feel the uncomfortable warmth of the ground around the fountain. He stepped closer and realised that the red liquid that was pouring from the mouths of the creatures was lava, which flowed with a surprising ease, glowing deep red and bright shining golden yellow.

He quickly stepped back to cooler ground, and looked more closely at the decorations which rimmed the container holding the molten rock. Strange runes glowed briefly and disappeared, to be replaced by others almost like the neon ribbon signs that had stolen the night in the big cities around the world. But these were not works of man, but felt unimaginably old. John studied the runes for a while and then pulled the notebook from the inside of his jacket and intently compared what was written there with what he was seeing in this strange and unsettling village.
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby bluecat » Sat May 21, 2005 9:35 am

John spent some time looking at the runes in front of him and at the writing that was in the book in his hands. With a shake of his head he shut the book and returned it to the pocket inside his jacket, and walked further into the town. He could feel the weight of eyes peeringat him from behind closed curtains, and yes he could feel the piercing, fiery eyes of his quarry that was watching his every move from the deep warmth of the cave below the village.

He finally stopped at the front of a dark stone building with a battered sign out the front displaying a red cross on a white ground, with gold and red flames burning across it. The windows were begrimed with woodsmoke, and the faint glow of a fire made the windows glow red. He opened the door and walked into the pub, which was dark and warm.
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby Fantasia » Fri Sep 09, 2005 5:42 am

John spent some time looking at the runes in front of him and at the writing that was in the book in his hands. With a shake of his head he shut the book and returned it to the pocket inside his jacket, and walked further into the town. He could feel the weight of eyes peeringat him from behind closed curtains, and yes he could feel the piercing, fiery eyes of his quarry that was watching his every move from the deep warmth of the cave below the village.

He finally stopped at the front of a dark stone building with a battered sign out the front displaying a red cross on a white ground, with gold and red flames burning across it. The windows were begrimed with woodsmoke, and the faint glow of a fire made the windows glow red. He opened the door and walked into the pub, which was dark and warm.

As he walked inside faces turned to look at him but their eyes were transparent. Where was he? what had he walked into? should he keep walking in? he was nervous, but there was something inviting there, something drawing him in....
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby Little White Dove » Fri Sep 09, 2005 7:19 am

Update on Dragon Quest

Rijgshafn is on the eastern side of Greenland, and unlike most of the country it lives up to its name in what passes for summer here. On this particular July day the sea was calmer than usual, and the wind wasn't blowing, so it was possible to hear the quiet putt putt of the zodiac inflatable as it made its way to the small jetty at the front of the village.

The Zodiac slowed down and then stopped at the jetty and a small and rather unassuming man moved to the front of the boat, tied it fast to the Jety and bounded up on to the wet boards and walked briskly into the town

But unbeknown to him he was being watched from afar by the very beast that would affect his life forevermore. For even as he walked briskly into the town centre the very presence of him in this town brought through a hushness in the air and a quietness in his approaching footsteps.

The beast watched intently, with eyes of unfathomable colour and intent, the surefooted step of this otherwise unprepossessing stranger. Visitors arrived here only infrequently, and were usually people who were known in the area. For someone unknown here, he seemed very certain about where he was and where he was going.

John Abrahamson looked around and smiled. He'd been given a very good description of the town by the old blind man he'd met in a dark corner of a small pub in a Welsh village.

Like the ancient mariner, the old man had insisted that he listen to his story that was beyond being fantastic, and was bound up with fate and greed and heedlessness.

The man intoned his story well into the night, and despite John's protestations had pressed an ancient and well thumbed notebook into his hand, insisting that he read it, and take up the quest that the old man was now incapable of following.

John's first impulse had been to throw the book into the smoky fire that had burnt low in the corner of the pub, but something made him decide to read it. What he read transfixed him, and despite himself he made the arrangements in the morning that led him to the jetty he was standing on now.

As he strolled into the town centre curtains were being shuffled across windows. The very skin on his back crawled as he felt the presence of hundred of strange eyes staring through windows as he walked onward. The road beneath his feet crackled withn every aproaching step to the town centre.

As he strolled forward he spied in the distance an enormous fountain that was adorned with mystical beasts, some of which he had only could of seen in his most terrifying nightmares.
As he got closer he could see the fiery red coloured liquid that poured out of the mouths of these beasts in the fountain and pondered a thought to who had built it and why?

John felt rumblings beneath his feet, and even through the thick soles of his shoes he could feel the uncomfortable warmth of the ground around the fountain. He stepped closer and realised that the red liquid that was pouring from the mouths of the creatures was lava, which flowed with a surprising ease, glowing deep red and bright shining golden yellow.

He quickly stepped back to cooler ground, and looked more closely at the decorations which rimmed the container holding the molten rock. Strange runes glowed briefly and disappeared, to be replaced by others almost like the neon ribbon signs that had stolen the night in the big cities around the world. But these were not works of man, but felt unimaginably old. John studied the runes for a while and then pulled the notebook from the inside of his jacket and intently compared what was written there with what he was seeing in this strange and unsettling village.

John spent some time looking at the runes in front of him and at the writing that was in the book in his hands. With a shake of his head he shut the book and returned it to the pocket inside his jacket, and walked further into the town. He could feel the weight of eyes peeringat him from behind closed curtains, and yes he could feel the piercing, fiery eyes of his quarry that was watching his every move from the deep warmth of the cave below the village.

He finally stopped at the front of a dark stone building with a battered sign out the front displaying a red cross on a white ground, with gold and red flames burning across it. The windows were begrimed with woodsmoke, and the faint glow of a fire made the windows glow red. He opened the door and walked into the pub, which was dark and warm.

As he walked inside faces turned to look at him but their eyes were transparent. Where was he? what had he walked into? should he keep walking in? he was nervous, but there was something inviting there, something drawing him in....

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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby bluecat » Sun Sep 11, 2005 8:16 am

John walked towards the bar and ordered a beer. He could feel the suspicious silence of the locals as they wondered why a stranger would be invading their domain. The innkeeper also looked at John suspiciously, but in his eyes there was another note- as if he had seen or met John before. John smiled at him and in return got a grunt and a frothy badly poured beer thrust at him. John took the beer, and sat down at one of the many empty tables near the fire. He felt the innkeeper's eyes burning into his back, and he felt rather than saw the innkeeper coming behind him, and a large hand falling heavily on his shoulder.
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby Fantasia » Mon Sep 12, 2005 6:42 pm

The hand covered the round of his shoulder. He could feel the vibrating in his skin from the hold. The hand stayed there for what felt like eternity, but then the pressure released and the hand started to lift as John turned around to see who, he felt the perspiration on his brow -
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RE: Dragon Quest

Postby Fantasia » Sat Nov 12, 2005 12:12 am

Bluecat - the novel, what's happening? - I hate not getting to read the end of a book :flo: suspense :lil:
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