I already have this book in print if you count me making the books myself in blank paperback form >.< I sell them locally but I'll let you guys see what I make/ made- the first chapter or so anyways... one moment while I find my book >.<

The sound of rocks smashing against each other could be heard through much of the forest as bulky golems of dirt rough stone and charged into one another. A small child sat atop a pillar looking amused, yet concentrated at the same time as he watched the creatures pound each other into dust. The child's name was Khares Dhyrim, a draconian child in his human form. He wore a simple outfit of linen leggings and a leather vest. He jumped from his pedestal, all of the golems immediately crumbled as he lost interest.


I'll post a paragraph at a time, I don't want my Carpel tunnel to start acting up >.<

Khares was short- even in his draconian form he was somewhat smaller than the other young his age. He quietly walked along the pine forest's path to his brother Aescero's Favorite training grounds, the nearby quarry abandoned by humans a long time ago, where he would build pillars of stone to smash them down with wither his sword or a well-placed kick. Khares continued down the path and lay down at the edge of the quarry, his brother in the center, pushing another large brick onto the pile. Khares called to him in draconian, "Hey, Aescero!"

Aescero cursed as the brick slipped and nearly hit his feet, he was in draconian form, his emerald skin glinting off of the sun as he worked bare-backed. He turned on him, "Aiyae Khares, don't do that!" he looked up at him, "Is it already time to go back?" Khares stood and began to walk away, when he heard his brother flying up towards him, "Hey! Wait up you little...!" Khares dived out of the way, laughing, knowing Aescero would have slammed into him if he hadn't moved,
"No fair, you always make it home first." he ran after him back to the cave, not changing forms yet because it was extremely difficult for him to do so without help.

(I'll post more from this chapter later, there's a good three pages in this chapter, so about 20 paragraphs- meaning twenty posts)

Khares ran through the forest as quickly as he could, stumbling every now and then as he raced to catch up to Aescero, who was now almost out of sight as he glided through the trees, He shouted after him, "Wait up! I can't run that fast!" he stumbled again as he ran faster, into the clearing near the cave, where Aescero was already sitting, smiling smugly as he watched Khares stumble into the camp. "No fair! You can fly because you're old enough to change!" he whined as he sat down in the cave mouth

Aescero held his arrogant, lopsided smile as Khares approached, he was mocking him, "Then perhaps you should magic yourself into being a few years older." he stood up and silently cuffed him as he walked inside to see what his father's daily hunt had brought.
Khares looked at him and began shouting after him, "Maybe I W-"
"Won't, that's how your father lost one of his brothers, he couldn't control the aging..." Their mother broke them off as she walked out of the cave, "Also, stop picking on your brother so much, Aescero."