/lit/ - Literature

>>13492156
When we first came into that brutish country of bare hills and dark, ugly things, we were carrying our elderly and our children on our backs. I won't speak this harsh of the women, they were carrying themselves, and I meant no ill words for the crippled of time past, or not yet arrived. But this primitive land had taken its toll. Once, in an age before the one present, it used to be carpeted by underbrush and shrubbery, soft grasses where giant capybaras fattened. These days however, nothing lived, nothing thrived. Giant warriors who should have turned frail and brittle, turned animal under the mountainous weight of this world. Such are the realities of our existence. Hard times made hard men and hard lands turns skin to stone. Too early it turns children into adults and will not let the olden warriors rest. It makes ferocity out of gentleness, it measures men, women and children... and finds them wanting.

There, this is way an improvement. Doesn't rely on useless information for word count. Nobody cares that children don't cry. Make the reader see that the land is harsh enough to make the children not cry. You're just -telling- us stuff instead of showing. Basic beginner mistake.

What's a good fantasy book featuring dragons?