{"id":2044,"date":"2017-01-02T21:39:41","date_gmt":"2017-01-02T21:39:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.tamaragranthambooks.com\/?p=2044"},"modified":"2017-01-02T21:39:41","modified_gmt":"2017-01-02T21:39:41","slug":"two-words-dragon-fight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tamaragrantham.com\/StagingSite\/two-words-dragon-fight\/","title":{"rendered":"Two Words-Dragon Fight!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>This scene is for my husband. He’s been begging me forever to write \u00a0a dragon fight, so I finally did. For those who don’t know, my husband puts quite a bit of input into my stories. I go over every outline with him and he makes suggestions. Some of those suggestions even end up in my book.<\/p>\n

He’s also addicted to Dr. Pepper. Go figure.<\/p>\n

This scene is a fight between Olive’s dragon stepfather and another dragon named Silvestra, who is hopping mad at Olive because she did something earlier in the book, and she feels Olive tricked her.<\/p>\n

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And now, for that snippet!<\/p>\n

From Silverwitch, Chapter Fifteen<\/em><\/p>\n

A group of people had gathered outside the castle walls. We pushed through the crowd, though as we neared the gates, I wasn\u2019t sure what we could do to stop the dragon. She would burn the castle to the ground without a second thought.<\/p>\n

My heart raced as we finally made it through the main gates. As we raced for the keep\u2019s entrance, the dragon screamed, and I stopped when I saw another form swoop down and block out the stars.<\/p>\n

Fan\u2019twar barreled into the dragon, knocking her back. The light cast from the flaming tower reflected off his gold and her silver scales. As the dragons fought, my heart clenched. Fan\u2019twar hated violence. It had been the norm for his kind for so long, and he\u2019d tried so hard to erase that stigma from their past, but now it looked as if he had no choice but to fight.<\/p>\n

The silver dragon snapped her massive jaws, barely missing Fan\u2019twar\u2019s neck. He dodged to the side, then swung his tail and hit her side, knocking her off balance. She struck at him again, but he moved away.<\/p>\n

Overhead on the tower, the flames had been doused, leaving large clouds of smoke to replace the flames. The sharp scent of burned wood filled the air and was carried through the valley on the breeze. Bright embers flitted on air currents, drifting away from what remained of the tower.<\/p>\n

The crowd of people grew larger as everyone fled the keep to the open courtyard. Kull\u2019s mother and Brodnik were among them. The queen\u2019s cheeks were smudged with soot, and she couldn\u2019t seem to stop coughing as they limped outside.<\/p>\n

\u201cKull,\u201d she said, grabbing his arm.<\/p>\n

\u201cMother, what happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2026 I was in the tower when the witch appeared.\u201d Her coughing fit started again, and she motioned for Brodnik to continue.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe witch demanded to speak to you and Olive. When we couldn\u2019t find you, she transformed and blasted a hole right through the tower.\u201d<\/p>\n

Kull clenched his fists as he stared up at the battling dragons.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave you a sword, Brodnik?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cAye.\u201d He pulled a short sword from a scabbard at his waist and handed it to Kull. \u201cI doubt that blade will do anything against a dragon. You don\u2019t mean to go and fight her, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI will do what I must.\u201d<\/p>\n

I grabbed Kull\u2019s arm. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does it look like?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cKull, no! She wants you back. It would be better to hide.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOlive,\u201d he said calmly, though I saw the panic in his eyes, \u201cdon\u2019t you see? She\u2019ll never stop until she has me. We never escaped her at all. There is only one way to the end this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut it\u2019s suicide. You\u2019re no match for a dragon.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen you\u2019d best stay here,\u201d he said and entered the castle.<\/p>\n

\u201cBrodnik,\u201d Kull\u2019s mother said, \u201cwe must go after him. We can\u2019t let him confront the dragon.\u201d<\/p>\n

Brodnik stared up at the two battling dragons, his face pensive. \u201cThere\u2019s not a word I can say to convince him otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen let me speak to him.\u201d She choked as she spoke, and I knew her lungs were possibly damaged from inhaling so much smoke. \u201cHe can\u2019t do this,\u201d she said. \u201cI\u2019ve already lost his father\u2026\u201d Her voice wavered. \u201cI can\u2019t lose him, too.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNay, it\u2019s too dangerous in there, and you need a physician.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut someone has to stop him!\u201d<\/p>\n

I spoke up. \u201cI\u2019ll go,\u201d I said, my eyes meeting hers. \u201cI can stop him.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou, Olive? But, no, I didn\u2019t mean you. It\u2019s too dangerous for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s all right. I\u2019ve had a little experience dealing with dragons. And with your son\u2014who is more stubborn than the dragons, I assure you. I\u2019ll make sure he doesn\u2019t kill himself up there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d I turned to Brodnik, speaking quietly. \u201cMake sure she sees a physician soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

He nodded, and then I backed away to enter the castle. Most of the people had cleared out, making the place eerily quiet as I took the stairs up to the topmost tower. The beating of my heart thudded loud in my ears. The acrid scent of smoke grew stronger the higher I climbed.<\/p>\n

As I passed one floor and then another, the dragon\u2019s shrieks pierced the stillness. I reached the top of the tower and entered an enormous, circular room, where a few piles of wood still smoldered, casting their flickering lights over Kull\u2019s silhouette. He stood at the center of the room, while above him, through the room\u2019s ruined, open roof, the two dragons fought.<\/p>\n

Against the backdrop of stars, the two massive creatures attacked one another. Sounds of ripping flesh echoed through the tower. Occasional bursts of flames blinded me as the dragons shot fireballs at one another.<\/p>\n

Fan\u2019twar drove his massive head into Silvestra\u2019s chest. She shrieked as she tumbled from the sky, landing with a thunderous crash on the tower\u2019s floor.<\/p>\n

The dragon\u2019s body blurred, and soon we no longer stood over a dragon, but a woman. Silvestra lay before us, bleeding and panting for breath. Her clothing was ripped and tattered in places. Blood dripped down her face, and she wiped it away from her eyes. Sweat slicked her dark skin.<\/p>\n

Fan\u2019twar landed beside her. My stomach soured as I took in his injuries. Several gashes looked deep enough to puncture organs.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy have you come here, Silvestra?\u201d Fan\u2019twar demanded.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

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