Seren Draig

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During the first three minutes of the second quarter, Cwm Draig had three golden opportunities to score, Seren Vaughan executed one of them to bring the team closer to the hosts. After the Dragons scored the first two goals of the second period, Devonport showed some backlash and did the same to regain their three-goal cushion. Our Junior Squad should have punished the opposition more severely for this uncommonly erroneous phase. Towards the end of the quarter, Erin Jones scored her second goal of the game before Devonport replied with a goal of their own to make the score at half-time.

The third set of 7 minutes commenced with a double-goal salvo from the hosts, granting them some much-needed breathing space. George Jones grabbed his second goal of the match with a shot in the centre before switching goalkeeping duties with Meg Jones for the reminder of the match. As far as the goals were concerned, that is where the action stopped for this quarter. Cwm Draig dictated this period more than their opponents and had opportunities to score with centre, five-metre, action and counter-attacking positions but to no avail as numerous shots were saved and put wide.

Devonport were also denied from increasing their goal tally with some misplaced shooting. Interceptions were at their highest in this quarter, as both teams dispossessed each other several times to neutralise any danger. Devonport head a lead going into the final quarter — a momentous challenge for Cwm Draig to get anything out of the match from this position. However, a rapid counter-attacking goal, finished by Erin Jones, gave a glimmer of hope for Cwm Draig.

The home team then missed the chance to regain their five-goal advantage with two misused attempts, which was quickly followed by the first major of the match committed by the Southwest side — an opportunity to decrease the defect further with a second extra player advantage. The Dragons made the most of the advantage as Tarian Vaughan claimed his second goal of the match. Meg Jones, playing outfield at this point, scored a sumptuous goal, before Devonport scored once more.

The hosts had two further chances to extend their lead, however, it was Erin Jones who grabbed the final goal of the match and her fifth on the day. The match finished with Devonport as winners. An improved performance from the Dragons, even though they were chasing the match for a significant proportion of proceedings.

Our Junior Squad had a stronger foothold on this match compared to the previous seven league fixtures they have played thus far. Another progressive stepping stone for this young, developing squad. The most heartening element of the match was that the team did not capitulate after conceding — they showed endeavour, determination and inner steel to get back into the match.

Plenty of encouraging signs from numerous players displayed during this match.

Seren Draig

Instead she said, "You fit the bill. Same weight, blood type, IQ, etcetera, etcetera. Dragons are the side-product of the spirit. Oh, no, Arwen what are you saying: I'm carrying over ten centuries' worth of menstrual moon-suck to know when I'm being condescended to.

If you don't fight it, taking over my role will kill you. No, because if you take away my role, I won't be able to keep a leash on the dragon, like I've done for the past several centuries.

Each time, the dragon tries to escape, of course, but I force it back to sleep and it keeps relatively quiet until the next change. But every time I use them, it stirs; and if I use them too much it'll break out eventually. I'm betting they didn't tell you there'd be a price, did they? They just told me you had powers Do you really think no one's tried to take them off me before?

Kings, Queens and one-bollocked magicians down the ages have strapped me to tables, dug around in my ears, eyes, even my fanny, trying to yank out the fizzy stuff.

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They've all failed, mind. Well, fuck 'em all. Gaynor hesitated, but stood. Arwen held out her hand and the girl took it.

She slowed the light again, around them both, then led the way to the door. In the corridor outside, they passed people who clearly could not see them. I'm taking you out of here, which is as good a start as any. A panel slid swiftly back and a steel cage dropped to the floor, surrounding Arwen. If she'd been using her powers regularly over the past few years, she could have bent the steel enough to get out.

But she'd been happy getting pissed and having a laugh, hadn't she? Telling herself that was the safest option. Got lazy about resisting that incredible and deadly thing sleeping in her spine. Just as she began to figure out if she could tap enough energy to escape without waking it, something ripped up her nose like bad coke and she lost consciousness. The first sign of their stupidity, when she came round again, was the absence in her blood.

The sounds of people talking nearby carried no plump resonances showing her their real meaning, and the odours of starch, coffee and disinfectant were nothing more, no snap of their underlying use in her nostrils. As her conscious mind returned slowly, she tried to stop it sensing what her body already knew. And when she dies It won't make any difference anyway. I'm sorry you feel like that, but Gaynor's not in any danger.

I meant it literally. How can a dragon exist in one's spine? Now it's in Gaynor's but she doesn't have a bloody clue how to keep it asleep. There's nothing to show any dragon. But unlike dragons, the case for love can be extrapolated via strong biological imperatives. Is she a babble geek too? Steven followed her to a rest room where she poured coffee into a cup and sat down, her body feeling slow with all the years.

Because when it takes her out, it'll also take out most of South Wales, maybe the whole country. Had kept them safe. In fact, I lost my dragon. Carol sat at the table, mascara smudged, hair clumped around her head like mowed straw. Could change you into something completely different, like a good-looking woman. What you doing today?

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She had loads stored away, mostly from sales of ancient artefacts from down her lives. She could just take off, somewhere Gaynor wouldn't know about. Wait until the dragon ignited. It'd kill thousands, even millions, but they should have thought of that before raping her of her legacy. The good ones were allowed out, into the rest of the universe.

We'll have to deal with the evil ones, those of us still alive. Don't sound very cosy if you're trying to capture the Harry Potter fans. They charged my blood with the combined power of a thousand souls gathered through sacrifice. My blood became supernatural as a result. I could turn invisible at will; throw lightning from my fingertips, even fly through the air. God, the power of the power! But there was something the druids hadn't bargained for. Hey, this is good stuff; sure you don't want me to write it down.

This gets better and better. I need to go for a walk. It all depends on what I decide to do about the dragon. Well, take some sausages with you and if you meet it, get it to roast 'em with its fiery breath. I'll probably need some munchies after the club.

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Outside, the sky rang with clear blue spaces, and under it the town's hump-backed streets bounced down toward Swansea Bay. She walked further uphill, to the viewing area, from where she could see the Mumbles to the West like a great floating serpent. Gaynor was probably right this minute testing out her new powers.

They'd have her throwing bolts at sensor-ridden walls, flying in a wind tunnel, all that shit. And with every second, the dragon becoming more and more restless. Living, slow to burn, bone contained the fire. And the fire rose from the earth, a small flame for every spirit.

Most people these days lost their spirits, at the moment they no longer wanted to fuck 'em all. But the whole and only point to life was to fan it, to grow it then pass it on to the next generation, with the leftovers becoming a soul. And souls could travel to the stars if good, egg themselves to the planet's aura if bad and wait to be hatched, into the next dark stage of life here. What else could possibly matter? If she hadn't been stripped, the dragon would not have left her for many years to come. But she hadn't tamed it, hadn't steered its rage from destruction into new life.

Then again, girl, you've been tossing around for at least the last three incarnations. Somehow, you let that roll you into the 60s and a new life burning your bra and clouding up your mind with grass She ran to her car. Drove fast to the Gower, swerved on to the track and up to the mansion. Not a good sign. Harder now to get him to believe. She took a deep breath, struggled to make her face unflustered. A minute or so later, Davies entered the lobby, found her gaze, smiled unconvincingly. She took his arm, steered him out of earshot.

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I can feel it. You said you didn't believe me. It's immortal, nuclear, crazy as hell. We honestly believed we could save her as the dragon left her body.

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