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I Wonder As I Wander

            B e warned ye who open this book, and into its pages ye shall look, for if the warning gave not heeded, all joy from ye shall have receded, listen all ye who read, and my warnings ye shall heed, then of blessings bound from me, swell into everlasting sea, heed these warnings, ye be warned, or ye self, shall be scorned                                                                                         I Wonder As I Wander        ...

The Dragon of Taimoehk Book 2: Witches At Nightly (Not a misprint)

       T he raven looked down at the cracking egg below. Ah, a young white Taimoehk dragon popped her head out and then slept. The black raven changed form immediately so that the hatch-ling saw her as a dragon.    "All for the hatred," She muttered. She grinned as she turned back into a bird, this time a hawk. She flew out over the icy cliffs and grabbed a worm or two. She returned and saw the young dragon awake.  "Who are you? And where's my mother!"  "Where's your mum?" The hawk replied "Where's your mum?! Why, she abandoned you here in my cave! Your 'mum' is gone! Gone I tell you! Gone! She didn't deserve a sweetie like you! You belong to me now, sweet-sweet." It was a lie, of course, but the hawk did it for her own evil affairs.  "No! Never would my mum abandon me! Never!" the young dragon screamed. She began crying. She cried for quite a time before turning around to face the hawk and ask, "Would s...

Songs From: The Dragon of Taimoehk

         The Song Of The Morning :             Tis the lichen under your feet,           Tis the land of which you eat,           Now here the sun, to break your sleep,           Eat now, babes,           For here a new day.                                           Sung by Bennelda the Widow. (to Izen)           Song Of The Hermits' Star :               Who art thou great star, ...

Book 1 of The Series: The Dragon of Taimoehk The 1st Dragon of Taimoehk

T here was once an old dragon named Smokey who lived in the hills of Taimoehk. He was 100s and 100s and 100s of years old. He had retired to t o the cold, dragonless land of Taimoehk for its serene quietness in his final 10-100 years of life. There was always snow on the ground and several empty caves to take shelter in. There were plenty of overhanging ledges that loomed over areas big enough for a dragon to settle down underneath. Smokey lived in a cave with an overhang in front. He would often climb up onto the overhang and watch the snow fall onto the ice capped trees and into the sea. One day he spotted a big, egg-shaped, pile of snow. He stood up on all fours and squinted down. Yes, that was egg all right. "Strange," he thought " Where would an egg come from in these parts?"                                 ...