Hi! So, I'm trying to write a book. So far, I have 43 Google Docs pages, and I'm trying to figure out if I should start putting bits of it on Scratch. What do you think? Any feedback would be appreciated! I put the first couple pages in the Notes and Credits, so you can see what my writing is like. 1/16/22 EDIT: I just shared the next piece of the story! https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/628698673/ Oh, and I have 46 pages now. :) I'm going to post a new piece each Sunday, if I remember to.
PROLOGUE “What’s that?” Sun asked, startled by a chattering noise. Moon smiled. “That’s a bat, sweetheart. It is going outside to catch some bugs.” Her daughter squeaked in excitement. “Is it gonna fly around? It’s hard to catch bugs from the ground. I’ve tried. I wish I could fly. I’m getting better, look Mama!” Sun paused her stream of chatter for a moment, flapping her tiny golden wings and rising slightly into the air. “Do you call that flying?” Star, Moon’s son, asked his younger sister. He rolled his eyes. “You couldn’t keep up with that bat. You can barely get a stick-length off the ground!” Sun slumped back to the cave floor, her head drooping in disappointment. “But I’ve been practicing so hard…” she mumbled sadly. Moon gave Star a pointed look, and he lay down next to his sister. “Look, I’m sorry, Sunny. I didn’t mean… You’ve been trying really hard, and you’re getting better. Your wings are too small to carry you very fast now, but soon you’ll be faster than all the bats and birds in the world!” Sun brightened. “Really? Will I?” Moon laughed. “Yes, darling, you will.” She smiled as her daughter leaped up and tried again. Stone, who’d been quiet for a while, stood up and walked over to her. “Moon, I’m going to go hunting. Our food is getting low,” he said. Moon nuzzled her mate’s ear. “Be back soon.” He nodded. “I will.” Stone walked to the ledge outside their cave and launched himself upward. With a strong flap of his dark gray wings, he disappeared from sight. “Oh! Mama, can Father bring back a goat? I like goat!” Sun burst out, flopping back to the ground. “Sunny, couldn’t you have said that a few wingbeats ago? Now it’s too late!” Star said, exasperated. “But I didn’t think of it ‘til now!” Sun protested. Moon stood up. “It’s all right, I’ll go after him and let him know. I’ll be back before you know it!” She pumped her wings hard, propelling herself upwards, before scanning the skies for her mate’s dark gray scales. She noticed some bluish-purple clouds on the horizon, and decided they looked like rain. She would have to find Stone quickly if she was going to stay dry. Moon soared in a wide circle, calling his name. Suddenly, she heard a loud rumbling sound, unlike anything she had ever known. It shook the sky and earth, and she wrapped her wings around her head, free-falling for a moment as she tried to block out the noise. Then, through the ringing in her ears, Moon heard another roar. A dragon’s roar. That’s Stone! He’s in trouble! She snapped her wings out flat so she jerked to a halt mid-air, then flew towards the noise. Her mate’s cry of distress had barely faded when she caught sight of him, strapped onto a giant machine that was floating far above the ground. She hovered, unsure of what to do. Then Stone saw her. “Moon! Get out of here!” he roared. His gaze was urgent, and every instinct in her bones told her to flee, but… I can’t leave him here! However that thing is floating, it won’t for long. That storm will make it crash! Making up her mind, Moon dove towards the machine, about to burn through the ropes binding her mate, but suddenly dozens of tiny projectiles were flashing through the air towards her. She banked quickly, noticing for the first time that there were humans in the machine. Humans? How could they build something like that? She dismissed the thought. It wasn’t important. There was a threat, a very serious one judging by the fact that Stone, a large adult dragon, had been easily overpowered, and she needed to protect her children. Moon flapped her wings hard, arrowing towards the mountain cave, but the machine followed her. She realized suddenly that she could not protect Star and Sun from this if she led the humans straight to the cave. What can I do? She veered off track, heading to the right of the mountain as rain began to fall. The wind made it hard to fly straight, and the drops quickly became a downpour, blinding her. Moon knew her pure-white scales would make her stand out against the gray, but she couldn’t think clearly. A fog was filling her mind, and she was dimly aware of a stinging in her right wing, like she had been pricked by something sharp. Her only focus was keeping the humans away from Star and Sun. She had to keep them safe. As her wings drooped and she started to fall, the dart fell from her wing, its purpose completed. Her last thought was, I led them away from Sun and Star. Please, Sky Mother, keep my children safe.
