Dragons in the valley

There weren’t always dragon in the valley. It was just a musical place filled with hummingbirds chirping, parrots singing, bees zzzzing , butterflies swarming around us 4 siblings. Me, Kathering, Caterina, and Cody. It’s the spirit of our father in those butterflies. What I would do to get his warmth and laughter. The wind blowing daisies through my hair.

She goes to sleep and awakens in a dream.

“Last night I was just at a home. Now I am in a land that I don’t want to leave. I wouldn’t call this candyland. Mushrooms aren’t candy. It seems like it could be for dragons. It sure is biting the edges off that thing. I wonder if it will let me feed it or at least pet it.”

She walks over to it

“Nice dragon. Be easy. Don’t bite me. Now you’re feeding me. I’m not really a fan of mushrooms. Okay I just take a bite. Ooh these taste scrumptious. Achoo. Bless me.

The dragon wipes her nose with its paw.

“You made my nose not run. Usually my mom is the one to wipe it.”

She sees her mom. She thinks.

“Mom, what are you doing here? You’re in my dream.”

“I am not your mom. I am descendant of your family from centuries ago. The 18th century. I am Princess Elaine. By night I am a caterpillar. By day I am a princess looking stunningly.

“You sure are. May I touch the dress?”

“Careful dear. I wouldn’t want you hurting yourself. This is wool clothing. I don’t want it to damage your delicate hands.”

“Why would you say that? Its just an dress. It wouldn’t harm my hands.

“I wouldn’t have any product to fix your hands if it was to touch this wool cloth.”

“But I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt. Let me touch.”

“Okay.”

“Hey. Get your hands off that dress.”

“Be quiet fool. You don’t own me. I am Princess. Not a slave to you. Darling don’t pay any attention to King Odom.

“Princess Elaine. Do you know to keep your skin beautiful and garments fresh, you must not let a hand touch the seams.”

“The seams to turn me quickly into a caterpillar.”

“Where did she go? Asked King Odom.

Something falls by Zelda feet. She picks it up.

“Oh cool. A baguette.”

“Don’t touch that missy. You don’t want to be her serpent.”

“A serpent. What is that?”

She trips over a rock and the baguette claws her finger and turns her into a frog.

“Oh my vision has changed. Why am I the color green and why do I have four legs? I feel musty and dry. Oh goodness I am a frog.”

Princess Elaine comes crawling to her.

“Shhsh. I turned you into a frog, because-

“Turn me back into a human now.”

“To get away from King Odom. He turns into an ogre when he gets mad.

“Oh where do I follow you to?”

“To the trees.”

“The ones growing the apples.”

“Yes my dear hop behind me.”

“Can you turn me back to human now?”

“Yes.”

“The baguette. Is this yours?”

“Keep it. It will find your way back home. You were brought here to rescue me from evil. The dragons that you saw usually don’t like me. I had to put mushrooms right there for them to eat. To not pay attention to me. The three kings: Odom, Behar, and Meghar turned those dragons against me. I was a pupil just like you trying to defy life and what it has to offer for me. I settled into my nest of loneliness and isolation and felt infuriated being that way. So I got out of it and it has gotten me into trouble. King Odom, Behar, and Meghar are actually my grandfather brothers. He ordered them to look out for me. They didn’t want me leaping off their shoulders