Dragon Scales

The name's Bella, Bella Grande. I'm a dragon rider. Well I was until the terrible day when my dragon, Fireseeker was taken away from me to be trained for the mighty war of our nation. My father lost his life trying to save Fireseeker. Now I will avenge him. I will kill the gorgeous boy who killed him.

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4. The Dream

   In my dream I was wondering through one of the heather filled meadow by our farm. I was wearing just my nightgown and I was cold. It was dawn, or dusk. I could not tell, but it was one of the two. My father was lying on our picnic blanket with our picnic basket at his side. He was eating bunloaf. He looked up and saw Fireseeker flying around in rings. He laughed and said to himself...

"Oh Bella, you truly are a star! You can ride like no one else can, no one from here to the far north. Much to your Mothers annoyance though. You're only ten aswell, that's the thing. I see potential in you."

   I realised it then, we were on one of our dusk picnics. I used to ride and my Father used to watch and eat bunloaf, it was his favourite. I found myself calling out to him, but he couldn't hear me. He began singing to himself, a tune he made up when I was born...

"Oh! Can you hear the choir bells sing? Ding-a-ling-ling, Ding-a-ling-ling!

Can you make a diamond ring? Bella, Bella?

No, No, No, Miss Grande, No you can't!

You and that Dragon of mine,

Soar high in the sky!

Bella, Bella Bella!

   My Father was no poet but the last two lines had always made me laugh, By the end of it I was singing along to it. Then little me came with Fireseeker, I moaned...

"Father! Me and Fireseeker are hungry! Feed me and feed him!"

   My Father's answer was as ever peculiar, he replied...

"Did you know that in war they only eat once a day?"

   That's when I answered my Father and stuck my toungue out at the end.

"Yeah well I'm not in the war am I? If I was me and Fireseeker would kill them all! We would win! Wouldn't we Dad!"

   He patiently replied saying

"Well you couldn't go into war! You're too young and you're a girl! You would have to cut your precious hair, get muscles and change your clothing!"

   My Father then grabbed me and tickled me until I was on the floor, he was laughing nearly as much as me. The childish laughs echoed around my head for a long time. I knew what I was going to do. I was going to join the army and find Fireseeker. My plan was in the process of becoming a masterpiece.

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