I had to admit, scared though I was, I was also quite curious about what a dragon’s lair would be like. Would I be permitted to see the great mound of gold on which he slept? Was the floor carpeted with the bones of fallen knights? Steeling myself, I cautiously preceded the dragon into his cave.
In the land of Ingary where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of the three.
She was beginning to see how difficult it was to determine who was good and who was bad, who she could trust and who she had to watch out for. Every person was a hero in his own mind, fighting for what he thought was right, or just fighting to survive another day, but no one thought they were evil.
By the Queen and her court, what kind of a name is Bubbles for a creature like this? Lucifer or Bloodclaw Reddifang would be more appropriate.
Adam told me once that he was named Adam and I was named Zinnia because our dad wanted his kids to experience everything in the world from A to Z. That’s how I used to feel with Adam, like we had all the letters of the alphabet connecting us.
It was, Odd concluded, an animal with a plan. He had no plans, other than a general determination never to return to the village. And it was not every day that you got to follow a fox. So he did.
There was a picture of such a serpent in the margin. Stella studied it wistfully. It looked large enough to swallow an elephant, and had a hungry expression. A serpent of that size could easily swallow a person, an Aunt for example, as easily as kiss your hand. Several Aunts, probably. It looked sufficiently hungry.
