Friday, January 25, 2008

The Dragon Tale


Long ago, many years before we lived on the Mountain, a man lived in a mobile home on the One Acre Lot. I shall call him the Dragon Guy, since his name has been lost to us. The Dragon Guy wanted more land and so he contracted with the True Land Owners to buy the Five Acre Wood, through which the path to our home wanders. Time passed and no one knows why, but the Dragon Guy fell further and further behind on his payments for the Five Acre Wood. Finally, the True Land Owners had no choice but to take back the Five Acre Wood and they listed it for sale with the Lady Real Estate Agent.


Unbeknownest to the True Land Owners, the Dragon Guy had also listed the Five Acre Wood for sale, causing much confusion in the Realm of the Real Estate Agents. One day the Lady Real Estate Agent showed the Five Acre Wood to a Young Couple. The Young Couple loved the Five Acre Wood and talked happily with the Lady Real Estate Agent about their plans. The Dragon Guy saw the Young Couple talking with the Lady Real Estate Agent and stormed from his mobile home, shouting curses and threats at them all. The Young Couple fled in fear and never returned.


The True Land Owners felt they must take the Dragon Guy before the Court to insure that this would never happen again. The Judge of the Court ruled in favor of the True Land Owners and banished the Dragon Guy forever from the Five Acre Wood. Further, the Judge of the Court ordered the Dragon Guy to apologize to the Lady Real Estate Agent right then and there.


The Dragon Guy then fled the land, even his One Acre Lot, leaving a Dragon of Iron on the edge of the land to frighten away anyone else who might want to buy the Five Acre Wood. But we came one day, some years later, and followed the path through the Five Acre Wood and found our home on the Mountain above.


We spoke with the True Land Owners and told them how much we loved the Five Acre Wood and would like to buy the land through which our path wandered. The True Land Owners agreed and now the Five Acre Wood has joined the place known as Star's Rest. The Dragon of Iron that was set to cause people fear has become instead, a Guardian of the entrance to our home.


We know this story to be true because it was told to us by our own Lady Real Estate Agent who received the apology from the Dragon Guy that was ordered by the Judge of the Court.

The End

6 comments:

ordinaryjanet said...

*clap, clap, clap!* Loved the story! That dragon looks rusty, seems a shame it'll disintegrate. How big is it, actually?

Life at Star's Rest said...

Oh it's not going to rust away any time soon! I'm sure rust was part of the design. It's not too big, maybe four feet tall and five feet long but I'm sure it weighs a lot. Glad you liked the story!

Melissa said...

My Sister Fleta has something like that to scare people away/////called Brother Clayton he lives up the road from her a stones throw.....he hates people traveling their road....

Life at Star's Rest said...

It sounds like Fleta has a Troll on her road instead of a Dragon!

Robin said...

I loved the Dragon the first time you posted it...but due to the snow, for a split second I thought it was one of the horses rolling in joy.

Thanks for the fairy tale story about him. Very cool.

Velvet Sacks said...

I love the dragon, but I love the story even more! Great job, Carmon!

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