Horns of a golden dragon

There was a little brown hut, with small windows and a ragged appearance. A river sloshed near it, clean as can be, near looming trees and towering mountains. It was a scenery one would mistake for ma...

Aryaman JainMy name is Aryaman Jain. I am a twelve-year-old exploring the beauty of creativity and how to develop a story. I like to play many sports and read at the time I possibly can. Currently, I learn at the Heritage Xperiential Learning School.