His mind was combing through things he had heard about dragons and the only thing he remembered for sure was “…if they were glowing, they wouldn’t be throwing, flames at you”. He was covered in cold sweat as he crawled through the drives toward the spot where the light had been seen. Dire omens, spooky curses were as nothing to them.īut for Franklin, his present was fast becoming a nightmare. Their lives were set squarely on the present and they solved problems as they went along. They did not rely much on labor saving devices, since labor was their first love. They did not waste their time trying to foresee the future or wondering about the past, unless it was a piece of information that could make their work safer or better. Franklin had never mentioned… the curse.ĭwarves were hard workers, their lives hammered out in the harsh reality of physical things. Miners were clambering up from the tunnels all gabbing with excitement. Was it possible? A treasure chamber! Could there be something guarding it? Could there, dear Creator! Could there be a dragon? Raiden shot her father an angry look and turned away from the mine, kicking rocks as she went.ĭrummon’s heart was pounding. “Never seen anything like it in all my years! The tunnel wall fell away a bit at the bottom and a golden light leaked out onto the floor where it was broken away.” Igo reported.įranklin looked at Raiden and told her to make her way back to camp. Igo came to the surface and made his way to Franklin. Rom trotted back toward the mine with Franklin’s message.Ī crowd was gathering around the mouth of the mine as Franklin approached. “I don’t know but I want to be very careful. “What do you think it is?” breathed Rom in wonder and the beginnings of fear. “Creator be praise,” Franklin whispered under his breath. We wanted to ask you first.” Rom said, wondering why the leader was suddenly so still. “Did you break into the chamber?” Franklin asked, his voice was cold as steel. ![]() He turned and looked at Drummon with dread in his eyes. I’ve been married to my husband for 27 years, and have one son who loves to write as well. I ’m an avid Facebook-er, and enjoy meeting people from all over the world. In 2014, I self-published a book entitled KOI GIRLS, which was about 5 girls who overcome the anguish of being bullied by joining together, supporting each other, and developing their individuality. ![]() I’ve been an elementary school teacher for 37 years, love gardening, photography, reading fantasy, British literature, historical fiction, movies, and new age music. There is a companion piece entitled JOURNEYS, which continues the tale, and a later story, HALF LIGHT, which includes more of the dragon story. The excerpt I am sharing is from my first dragon story, DRAGON FIRE. Overtime, the one book became ten related stories, branching out into the realm of elves, dwarfs, fairies, pixies, and of course, dragons. I enjoyed working out the details of riding the edge between fantasy and reality. Several years ago, as part of an English lesson for first graders, I began writing about an orphaned Christmas elf that got accidentally delivered to the home of a little girl on Christmas day. It has only been over the past ten years I seriously began to put material together for publishing, for myself, my friends, and the children I teach. My name is Cathy Sosnowski, and I have been a writer and a storyteller all my life. Today, I am pleased to step out of the way and turn the Nest over to another spinner of Dragon yarns, Cathy Sosnowski, and a soupçon from her book, Dragon Fire.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
Details
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |