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I hope for dragons

In Rings of Power we’ve only seen dragons in battle for a brief scene when Morgoth first started war in middle earth. That was a glimpse in season 1 episode 1. So will there be more dragons? We are up to episode 4 of season 2 and I hope to Eru that there are actual dragons yet to come! Every fantasy story needs dragons, without dragons it’s not fantasy. Fact.


I can’t wait to add dragons into my own romantasy. I have three kingdoms created so far, and I’m exploring my magics. But I haven’t made room for dragons yet in my mind, on the page, in the story, or even on the land and in the air. Dragons are big in more ways than just presence.


It’s going to be so interesting to see where my dragons emerge, and will they be good dragons or will they be monstrous and evil?


So far, my three main magics stand apart from each other, but what if the Dragons have to do with something powerfully connective. 


I hope I keep this blog alive so that one day when my first ever romantasy novel is published, readers can look back at these entries and spot where I first conceived each moment in my book. Each aspect. 


Obviously I know much already about my story than I’ll ever put into this blog (no spoilers) but when the book is finally out it will be easy to see that I’ve actually revealed a lot herein.


So I hope for dragons in Rings of Power, but I don’t have to hope for it in my own adventures, because it’s coming. Guaranteed. But there better be dragons in RoP. There had better be! Pretty please!

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