alexvss
Me doesn't knows no grammar.
I recently rediscovered one of the first stories I've written. I wrote it in Portuguese for one of those predator anthologies that make the author buy copies in order to publish. I paid 400 of my currency and didn't sell anything. I had to throw the books away when I moved.
It's not long; just 1650 words. What happens after is that the dragon's family appears, making it family vs family.
I translated the piece to English a couple months ago. Been rejected four times ever since.
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“It’s coming, honey,” whispered the mother, squinting. She could feel the feeble—but not less scary—rumbling in the ground.
“Yeah, I feel it too,” said the father, crouching beside her. He clutched the hilt of his sword.
They swallowed hard when the creature emerged from among the trees and appeared in the clearing. It strode towards its meal and sniffed it, then sniffed the air and looked around, wary of its surroundings.
Father held his wife’s trembling hand, mouthed: “Hold”.
Birds flew away when the monster roared. It looked at the pile of animals with drool coming out of its mouth. Not resisting, it sank its teeth into it.
Father bellowed: “Do it now!”
Mother pulled the rope. The explosion sent bloody meat flying everywhere. Mother began to hear a high-pitched, single toned sound that she taught it was from the blast, but it was the dragon.
“It failed!” screamed the mother.
The explosion had left the dragon with no mouth. Its face was a bizarre gap with two eyes on top. The dragon’s scream sounded like a thousand teapots. It began to lash out, knocking down trees with its tail.
“What now?” said the mother.
“I’ll take care of it!”
Father unsheathed his sword and lurched toward the dragon. With teeth clenched and eyes wide open, he leaped to chop what was left of the dragon’s head. But the dragon’s frenetic tail walloped him. He gasped and his sight became blurred when his back hit a tree.
The dragon opened its wings and took off.
“Honey!” Mother ran to her husband’s body, who had slumped to the ground. “Are you okay?!”
Father coughed. “I’ll be fine… the armor saved me. Think I have two or three broken ribs… But I’ll be just fine.”
Mother looked skyward and saw the dragon flying and blowing fire like crazy. “It managed to escape, honey.”
“Let’s pray for the children to do their work properly, then…”
Uneasy and anxious, a girl was biting on her own lips while looking at the sky. She let out a deep sigh, said, “Oh, hell! How much longer do I have to wait? I think I may be losing my—”
“Patience is a virtue, Sis,” said her Brother, as if he could read her thoughts. He leaned against a tree and cleaned the pieces of fruit between his teeth with a stick. “You can’t just lose it.” He smiled wryly.
Sister rolled her eyes and snorted, “this is so annoying! I’m hungry. Bro, I wanna go home!”
“We are a long way from home, Sis.”
“Yeah, but even so—”
“Hush,” Brother lifted his hand on the air. “Did you hear that?”
Sister grimaced. “No, I didn’t hear anything.”
It's not long; just 1650 words. What happens after is that the dragon's family appears, making it family vs family.
I translated the piece to English a couple months ago. Been rejected four times ever since.
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“It’s coming, honey,” whispered the mother, squinting. She could feel the feeble—but not less scary—rumbling in the ground.
“Yeah, I feel it too,” said the father, crouching beside her. He clutched the hilt of his sword.
They swallowed hard when the creature emerged from among the trees and appeared in the clearing. It strode towards its meal and sniffed it, then sniffed the air and looked around, wary of its surroundings.
Father held his wife’s trembling hand, mouthed: “Hold”.
Birds flew away when the monster roared. It looked at the pile of animals with drool coming out of its mouth. Not resisting, it sank its teeth into it.
Father bellowed: “Do it now!”
Mother pulled the rope. The explosion sent bloody meat flying everywhere. Mother began to hear a high-pitched, single toned sound that she taught it was from the blast, but it was the dragon.
“It failed!” screamed the mother.
The explosion had left the dragon with no mouth. Its face was a bizarre gap with two eyes on top. The dragon’s scream sounded like a thousand teapots. It began to lash out, knocking down trees with its tail.
“What now?” said the mother.
“I’ll take care of it!”
Father unsheathed his sword and lurched toward the dragon. With teeth clenched and eyes wide open, he leaped to chop what was left of the dragon’s head. But the dragon’s frenetic tail walloped him. He gasped and his sight became blurred when his back hit a tree.
The dragon opened its wings and took off.
“Honey!” Mother ran to her husband’s body, who had slumped to the ground. “Are you okay?!”
Father coughed. “I’ll be fine… the armor saved me. Think I have two or three broken ribs… But I’ll be just fine.”
Mother looked skyward and saw the dragon flying and blowing fire like crazy. “It managed to escape, honey.”
“Let’s pray for the children to do their work properly, then…”
***
Uneasy and anxious, a girl was biting on her own lips while looking at the sky. She let out a deep sigh, said, “Oh, hell! How much longer do I have to wait? I think I may be losing my—”
“Patience is a virtue, Sis,” said her Brother, as if he could read her thoughts. He leaned against a tree and cleaned the pieces of fruit between his teeth with a stick. “You can’t just lose it.” He smiled wryly.
Sister rolled her eyes and snorted, “this is so annoying! I’m hungry. Bro, I wanna go home!”
“We are a long way from home, Sis.”
“Yeah, but even so—”
“Hush,” Brother lifted his hand on the air. “Did you hear that?”
Sister grimaced. “No, I didn’t hear anything.”