The Child of Lore
By C.L. Collar
The small, iridescent
green dragon listened to her friend's cry from deep down inside the small
forest-colored stone. She saw the petite pointed face, huge pine green eyes,
and spiked golden hair of Natasha embraced within the stone. Words had not been
needed between the two friends since childhood. Their minds had fused together
the day Tempest was born. They knew each other’s thoughts and communicated
thus, no fuss, no bother, just pure honesty. This was the way it was with Elves
born of the Tagnik'zur Clan and dragons.
“Oh, Nat, I don’t
know what to do! I wouldn’t know where to begin to look,” Tempest said,
wringing her petite paws as a tear of devestation slipped to the ground.
“Tempi, think back
to the days of yore. Who told us the most about the Child of Lore? The Wizard,
Yaz, he might know more.”
The tiny dragon
cocked her head as the words took form in her mind. “What! You want me to go to
that crazy old man’s house by myself? You must be kidding! There’s no way I’m
going there alone. The last time we were there, he tried to cut off my tail.
His eyesight is so bad he mistook me for a lizard. No! That is definitely out
of the question! Besides, Nat, we don’t even know if the legend is true. Yaz is
crazy. He could have made up the whole thing.”
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ReplyDeleteLove this! Can't wait for the book.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely has promise and potential.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by David. I'm glad you think so. It was really fun to write about this little dragon.
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