As Tallum Beanbag casted a joyful gaze at his long-sought, winged prey who had left her cave to enjoy the last rays of the days sun, he thought of the first time he had seen a dragon egg.
The egg had belonged to his grandfather, Yervant Beanbag, who treasured this piece of swag more than any other valuable he owned, everyone would say. It was no lie, as he had gone as far as to keep it for himself, leaving a disgruntled merchant behind, and placing this most precious possesion in a chest as black as the dragon which it was stolen from, after having a preservation spell put on it to protect it from decaying away.
Tallums eyes glistened with his memories as he smiled and thought, after losing count of the moons he had seen and his soft and red hair turned to grey, he still so vividly remembered every detail about his first egg.
The moment young, red-haired and tiny Tallum had layed eyes on the astonishingly big, smoothly rounded beauty that was glittering with a golden enchantment, and was embellished with long and graceful crack marks, he knew there could be nothing more beautiful or glorious than a dragon egg , no matter how hard he looked.
And that was a feeling shared by all Humphs, the little people of Yuranthym more commonly known as The Egg Thiefs. Yuranthym Humphs were the only ones to engage in such a dangerous profession of stealing dragon eggs, as no other member of any race had such a petite scale helpful for thieving, yet possessed the intense courage, and the cunning wit of a Humph.
True, the death rates among the Egg Thieves was over the top, due to burning, freezing, falling from great heights, or being eaten alive, but those were the risks a Humph was almost happy to take.
Just as Tallus, who had been travelling for days to find her. He knew he could not upset the wizard who had paid a large sum of gold for a Bronze Dragons egg, so he waited patiently, watching the proud and golden silhouette of the huge dragon who seemed to have no idea that a thief was around to steal one of her young-to-bes.
The impending night was peacefully falling down, yet in a short while, it was destined to embrace the sorrowful screams of a forlorn mother.
Story by: Beste Beyit
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I've seen a similiar light setting in King Kong and tried to achieve it. If I remember correctly, this one took me at least one week. Well, enjoy!
I am overwhelmed by the detail (in a good way). Funny though, once I get past the foliage and dragon, the sky really impresses me. I love the way the clouds are done.