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The Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1
It was a sunny summer afternoon, the sun beating down on the crops in the field and the half dried up lake. It had not rained for most of the summer, the days were hot and dry and the crops withered and half dead. My two sisters, Rose and Jessie, and I spent a great deal of the summer days out in the lake or hiding in the shade of the forest. We always found some way to escape the heat but at the moment I was too busy daydreaming to think about the sun on my back. I had always been a daydreamer, I dreamed that Rose could get her sight, and I dreamed that my mother was still alive. I also dreamed about dragons, or I had once in my life before my sixth birthday, now I just thought about the power beneath their wings as they take flight into the sky. “Hey, Holly are you daydreaming again,” my twin sister Jessie called running up to me, “Dad’s hurt real bad I found him out in the field.”
I sat up, really amused this was not the first time Jessie tried to trick me. I could remember many times were she had done the same think. “Yeah and what did he do this time cut his finger or something,” I said laughing hard, “Get real Jessie how many times have you tried to trick me.”
Then I did get scared when I saw the look on my sister’s face. The terror told me that this time something had really happened! I leaped to my feet and ran out to the field. The field stretched far out into the distance and I could hardly make out the hills in the background. I did not waste any time today; I scanned the field looking for Dad. “No,” Jessie shouted’ “He’s in forest; I was helping him trap food for Supper.”
I made a beeline to the forest and scampered up the long narrow dirt path. I found Dad on his side in the middle of the forest, blood flowing from a cut on his side. “What happened,” I gasped.
“I was searching for my water bottle, which I dropped and then I heard this noise and I could not see a thing. The next thing I know he was like this,” my sister told me.
Turning to her I whispered, “It’s okay, there is something I can do, I'm sure dark magic did this to get revenge on our family.
Jessie shook her head, “Stop dreaming, things like that only happen in stories, it is not possible. Look here let’s call a doctor there no need to daydreaming of fanasy.”
“NO,” I shouted, "Magic is real, as real as the forest around us and I can prove it to you. I have known that it is real since I was five years old.
Jessie shook her head again so I rasied my fingers to my lips and whistled as loud as I could. Out of the bushes came a silver dragon with large velvet wings. I watched her circle the sky and land beside us. Jessie's eyes grew wide in shock, and I mounted the dragan's back pulling Jessie on behind me. "Come on my dragan," I called, "Come on lord of the sky."