Leeron Heywood Writing

Facing The Cold With A Friend And A Bucket

When Laura had answered the volunteer call, she’d told them she could host a SMALL dragon. Turns out their definition of “small” differed from hers… but she was glad of the company.

A Mind Shattered, A Heart Sacrificed, A Legacy Cherished

It was a sorrowful sight indeed, the once proud and noble dragon Walpurg chained to the stone pillars of the Roost he had called home for so long…

A Wish Gone Whickered-ly Awry

“Are you sure you need all this?” Wishy peers at the bags I’m loading onto the cart, tilting his head in what I assume is draconic puzzlement.

A Small Knife And A Friendly Breath

The woods had never seemed so dark before. Ian shivered and tugged his coat tighter. Was it getting late? Or was he wandering too deep?

A Spire Of Magic And Dreams

Nobody knew whether the spire had always been there, for there was no record of anyone venturing so far into the ocean…

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