Dragons? Sure I see them. And? She was a lovely dancer. Would I dance with her? Yes. But her eyes! I would not want her to be jealous of me or want something from me. Meaning? She looked like she could kill just with those golden eyes.
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The dragon egg was being warmed too the touch. The raven was waiting by the window when a ghost appeared from fae world. The end is near calling or crowing the end is coming near. Watch what you want. Be careful for the world is coming to an end. There are those that believe in seven cycles the Jews, there are those that believe the second woman made for Adam was queen of the fae.. There are those that believe this is the third cycle of life here on earth and it shall recover and start again four more times.. There are those that believe this is the last of the seventh cycle of phase- and there will be a great change to end the cycles.. The raven knows a secret this life is meaningless unless the soul finds the place its energy is suppose to power. For those lucky few that know or suspect what to do.. to tell the tale correctly a warm hot chocolate is needed. The tale is old beyond years untold. But for those creators - it was but a day or specifically 14 or 5 days ago depending on times and ages believed in. There is nothing new under the sun. This is but a life energy equates to something worth spending.. so the question back to the dragon egg what does that have to do with an egg.. or for that matter a beginning of a new age. Once upon a time there was a ghostly tale or therein... May 20th 2016 a person let us just call him the author of this story awoke with a yell. His thoughts coming into his head was what was the matter with this person. Yelling is not what I do nor what I expect of other people to do. The day carried on in a different tone then normal. Accompanying his mother in law to the hospital he noticed several things had changed. There was a paper wall divider added the size of a whole wall and for some extradonary reason there were people in the wing and lines to a window that had appeared out of no where that he could recall having visited the hospital several times prior to this trip. His mind was not into much more thinking at that time because he had gotten some cookies. The first cookies in a while. People are strange. Instead of marvaling at being thrown into a new universe the author was happy to eat cookies and patiently awaiting his mother in law to come back. You see sometimes noticing things and realizing things are two different senses. Happiness for cookies however is something he could hold onto tanglibily and did with happiness. Upon his mother in law returning we went outside for a taxi. Now here is the strange of it. We argued with three taxis until the fourth one. The author not being involved with the first three arguements asked what the issue was. The taxis wanted 15 BS instead of 10 BS. The new mother inlaw remembered 10 BS and was a very nonsensical woman who was not taking any of the raising the prices... Upon getting out of the taxi the author realized something strange the US embassy was totally different. The window once wide with the show of we are strong were now narrow like gun ports where one would expect archers to being hiding behind. The author just shock his head and entered his appointment not thinking much..
The past few years have been surreal living at this time and place. At this time and place the Mad Hatter, who was exiled 150 years ago by the Red Queen in a different plane existence is taken care of by a great great granddaughter. The jabberwocky still lived in Wonderland and for the past 150 years, the White Rabbit had not come returned for the Mad Hatter. He had a family back 120 years ago who toke care of him as their old Uncle Albert, with his two wild and weird animal pets a tiny mouse named Tea or the tea mouse, and an enraged hare named Hare or the Mad Hare from Lewis Carroll's famous book about Alice and Wonderland. This was the family secret or guidance provided to one of the family's member who was either considered very lucky to be chosen or unlucky depending on whether the person's family loved a good tea party.
There had been six generational changes since Old Uncle Albert had been placed in an elderly folk's home. The care had passed down from father to daughter to mother to her son who became a father to his daughter who became a mother to her son who became a father then to his daughter this brief history of the past brings the family up to today's time-frame roughly. The woman being one of the latest caregivers who was a professional physic and paranormal reader named Laura, who could still remember her first visit to Uncle Albert at age 13. Her father who was Albert's caregiver had not initiated the whole family to Albert[s existence after the initial introduction between his wife and Uncle Albert had turned out rather badly. Laura's mother was cute, kind, but vicious with a mean streak that mad some people fear her for a reason. Her father not knowing of Albert's age and only remembering wonderful tea parties with his mother did not know of Albert's long survived life and therefore, did not know about his future responsibility prior to marrying. Laura's grandmother, who she had never met having died prior to Laura, had hidden the facts, for some reason, all to her private rationale. Laura's father with some foreknowledge of how much time the mind takes to get used to being a family member of a historical fictional character had introduced Laura to Albert when Laura's mother was away visiting her own family.
Laura's first visit was more of a get to know and not much about the past. She loved the wild Hare, who actually sat seated at the table drinking with its paws. She was delighted that a mouse would go through the tea service set and pluck sugar into cups when asked for one lump or two. She enjoyed getting to know Albert whose character had not changed nor personality from that of a story book which she was about to receive. The whole nursing home, however, was an experience different from any Laura had experience before with her grandfather nor grandmothers on her mother's side. The staff served the Mad Hatter as if he was unique, and indeed he was very special having out lived roughly several generations of staff at the home. Laura's father did not let Laura know all this he just watched to see if she could handle such a wild person. Laura's sister had a similar experience four years before but had forgotten about the tea party thinking the whole affair was a dream. For having a tea party with an aged relative named Albert with his wild creatures running around his table well just was not her cup of tea.
However, Laura loved the party and her father realized that she should be the next person to be a caregiver to old Uncle Albert, which is how he introduced her to him. On the way home from the party Laura's father stopped at a bank and checked out a savings deposit box which contained a ledger and a dairy. He asked Laura to read them that night before her mother got home, and she was to give them back to him as soon as she was done. She said she would read them.
The ledger was a compilation of sums of money from an old-hat company that had been created in 1863. The owner of the company made a wonderful sum of money, which was invested not surprisingly in tea, tea service sets, tables, hats and apparel. The last major purchase which continued to add dividends along with the other companies was an old folk's home. The name seemed similar because the name was the same as the one where Laura, and her father had just visited Uncle Albert. Upon reading that Laura being 13 went to sleep and imagined the wildest dream of Alice in Wonderland Disney cartoon version where she was actually the main character, and her dream was wonderful.
Her mother returned home that morning so Laura did not read the diary. Her father was anxious. Later that day her mother cleaning Laura's room came across both ledger and diary. She opened them both and which point she had a heated discussion with her husband about filling young people's minds with nonsense and tea parties with wild unclean animals.
The argument Laura's father and mother did not end well with her father. He was lucky to have returned to him the ledger and diary. Laura was forbidden to see Uncle Albert, and that was that. On the other hand, at least that is what Laura's mother thought. Laura's father who has always been an avid fisherman because he went fishing once a month, whether winter or not soon invited Laura along.
The first-time Laura and her father did go actual fishing and on the way back had a conversation about secrets and consequences.
The end was Laura told her mother all about her fishing trip, and how much she loved to fish. The next month Laura and her father went and visited Uncle Albert, who was delighted to have tea and talk about the weather and such. Laura of course loved the party with Tea, Hare and obviously Uncle Albert. These trips continued through high school, and she started going on her own when she moved out for college. When her father passed on Laura was granted custody of Uncle Albert.
The wildness of course for Laura began of course when Uncle Albert started Laura on cards. The Mad Hatter of course was a fortune teller on the side back in 1863. Now a days big money for those willing to play with their souls. However, to Albert who was Jewish the whole affair represented a way to foretell the future.
One time Laura was about to tell the tea mouses' future when the wildest adventure to be told happened. Instead of summoning a spirit to foretell the future a demon who was listening got caught in the chant. He toke Laura into her past when she was in college to relive the following story told by a college friend.
I had just entered college. I was trying to get accepted and start a life as an adult. i started with a job in the cafeteria and joining a few groups on campus. I was introduced to the fraternity system. After several weeks decided to pledge a fraternity and join on their more famous groups on campus. The group was known as the time travelers. The club was more specifically a group of game players who had formed a literature exchange club along with risk night, dances, and role playing activities. The risk nights were a variety of dungeons and dragons with actual physical activities to accomplish tanks from noble charities of mowing an old lady's lawn. Forming tea party groups to party with an odd elder of the club simply known as Uncle Albert. To pranks that made the movie Animal House popular to watch. The whole thought process behind the game was to ensure that when the zombies or wizards attack that this group would be prepared. It sounds silly. However, PX90 fifteen-minute workouts, along with some gorgeous ladies made this the club to get into. That is where I met Laura. She was a witty, a physic which played often as not a daughter or niece of the Mad Hatter. She loved to interpret events and how they would go about in the land of Wonderland.
I was a new freshman pledging Phi Sigma Kappa which had a large number of members in the club. To get the extra circular note in my pledge class, I joined the time travelers to ensure time with a group of people that enjoyed reading as much as I did. The literature exchange part of the club meant that I did not have to buy as many books. The group shared both their personal reading books, along with college books making the deal even sweeter.
Any way that was the first few weeks of my freshman year. I was working, studying, gaming, and pledging all at the same time. The story gets kicked off on fall custom dance where the pledge class has to ask a girl to a formal dance and ask her to dress up as her favorite book character.
Since my time was pretty much spent trying to figure out calculus, working, and reading I opted to ask a co-worker to the dance. She kindly agreed to go and asked that I dressed up as a knight in shining armor for she was going as a lady in waiting to King Authors court.
The night of the dance arrived, and in we walked. The whole place was decorated as a fantasy castle and star war's bar. I was introducing my co-worker when in walked Albert attired to the t as the Mad Hatter and next to him Laura, her garment was like Alice's blue and white dress down to the petticoat in the cartoon movie. Just walking up from behind them, was a miniature White herald rabbit. I was in awe. I walked forward and bent down in my amor to feel the rabbit's ears. I thought at the time it was the best robot rabbit I had ever seen.
Imagine my surprise when the rabbit actually talked saying, "Hey, watch your hands." The next part is sort of a climax. I fell over. Laura squealed a "Time tunneler." pushing Albert the Mad Hatter over my back into a cosmic tunnel which appeared right as if on a queue during Laura's squeal. Laura jumped trying I am sure to get over me, but she caught a piece of me and taking me into the tunnel with the rabbit, Albert, and Laura.
Landing someplace I got up discover we had been transported to a turret of a castle overlooking what looked to be a future battle. The turret was only three stories in height, so I could see pretty much everything for a solid mile around. In front of us was a red small size card army, and a white drawf card army. By this time, Albert got up along with Laura. "Oh goodie, I get to watch this time!" says Albert. Looking around I am sure for a chair. Laura, on the other hand, was addressing the White Rabbit. "We are in the wrong plane of existence" Laura stated sounding saddened.
Myself, I was pretty much bewildered. Watching the two armies stand apart I could see a dragon later to realize it was the jabberwocky the size of a horse approached. What could only be Alice in armor? The fight went pretty much like the book. The only difference this time was the watchers who included Laura, Albert, who introduced himself as the Mad Hatter but not on this plane of existence, and myself. The White Herald rabbit had poofed off to announce the match between Alice and the Jabberworky as soon as he had finished talking with Laura.
At the conclusion of the fight the demon poofed Laura back. After that brief reflection in time, Laura was transported back to her tea table with the tea mouse. While the writer of the story went to the past to college only to finish college as a microbiologist instead of an engineer.
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Ender the pirate having been hit with a coconut was dazed from Talon. The giant statue that guarded what was left of the original Crete at the end of the world. Lets be honest so few people remember the world as it use to be. North America above Europe, South America to the side of Africa. The Nigera falls flowing right into the Mediterranean basin forming around the garden of Eden a oasis of water feeding into what is now called Syria via the Black Sea which was all about 800 feet lower at that time in history when the real Crete existed and the end of the world? Well, believe it or not was close to Ekalaka Montana also knew in the past as where hell could be viewed because most the residence were escapees from hell. shh that last part is a secret few people know even today. Any ways Ender the pirate was listening to Talon discuss how the rivers of the Nigeria falls use to flow into the great Mediterranean before the great quake that split continents and moved them far and wide. Claw for his past being sat on by a statue of Talon was more or less captured and had to listen to tales that if were told no one would believe them anyways. How pirates of old had tried to capture the great Crete empire also known to some as Atlantis. How in the end ancient empire Tyre turned into a an island due to fighting the Persians had used magic or words to cause the final downfall of Atlantis via the Chaldeans. People remember their mythology on how Alexander the Great had conquered both empires a long time ago in yet their later stories tend to be forgotten. Ender was quite taken back. The guardian noticing Ender was up from his knock on the head with a coconut looked askingly as if . Do you really want to fight? Instead Ender just sat and listened. Sending Liz the dragon upon a quest that was something of a mystery even to the narrator of this story.
An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape sifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon. Upon landing from the Black Skimmer Ender set the crew about cleaning and crewing the ship. While he scouted ahead to the dark large cave which was suppose to be at the middle of the isle. But to his surprise he discovered no cave only what looked like a very large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. That day Ender had to chuckle as he saw Liz the fierce dragon of Dragon isle come out of her “cave” She was a lizard he thought. Then she transformed into the measure lady that she was. Wow.. Ender thought of all the places she could sneak into and the wealth to be had. Formulating a new plan Ender went back to his ship to prepare it for a new member of Ender the pirates crew. He instructed his crew to defer to the dragon or lizard and always call her by her formal title dragonist. He then put together a nice snug room for her cave and had the bear prepare a nice turkey diner for her which was part of his plan. Upon the bears finishing touches of the turkey off Ender the pirate went to the Dragon cave' . He called out to the treasure chest lunch box Oh mighty dragon I have a meal for you'.. The dragon being a lady could smell something good and was curious not having many visitors do to the legend of the mighty dragon on Dragon isle. Liz the dragon came out of her cave. She saw what did she see. A mad hatter- no a pirate yes or a mad hatter dressed as a pirate. Liz was a bit taken back. She thought of him as a wild man so was curious as to his desire. Ender invited her to dine on a miniature table where he set the whole turkey and stuffing on. She saw this as a great deal and joined him for a conversational tale.
Erotic dragon keeps? My dear passionate lady let us play a tale a story of butt of course spanks me at the moment or handcuff me later? Let us see who has the imagination which is most naughty today or tonight... come to a dragon keep you say... This is an imagine story of a dragon; I heard tell tales about in Dragon Wild or run or tales... His author named him Griffin, for this tale I will talk about one of his nights with three dragon ladies and a game well we will just say started off with a bit of poker and went on to spank me at present or handcuff me subsequently. The setting was New Orleans; I believe the tale goes something like his fourth book was released. The author of the first three books being assassinated like Robert Jordan, Robert Aspirin. The third author assassinated was George MacDonald being George McDonald for telling tales that should not be told about well fairies, dragons, and charmed beings. Being something of a mischief maker, I shall tell the tale. You see the current President's assassins did them in the same was they are doing in a lot of charmed folks over here across the pond. The reason anyone who could stand up to him and tell the truth or change or sway the population is being dealt with. Why am I so braved? I am a pirate my lady and I use to play a pretty game of spank me... But enough forward and for warning if we are going to have an erotic tale let us begin. This tale happened right after a great adventure on a night which both scotch for the male, wine for the Asian dragon, beer for the local redhead, and the blonde well I do not recall what she was drinking. They all started off with some innocent chatter about poker. If you have not read Apsrin books do so they hold more of that tale, then I care to recall. This night, however, losing could be considered winning for the male dragon. The Asian dragon had just lost her bra of course in a full house bid to have her way in this foursome party they were planning. Seem dragons like humans enjoy being a bit tips for well shall we say adventures in the bedroom. Passionately, she let the male take the bra off with his teeth. She nipped him right behind his ear. This was the beginning of the end for his chance to escape unscratched or unclamped as some would say. The Asian dragon being the oldest toke the male dragon her smaller form modeling into a shape that was sort of like a body armor or prison suit depending on the personal perspective of sex. She was into him in such a way that both their eyes glazed over in that lizard-like way when someone would say treasure or gold or something of total interest to them alone such that they would forget the world around them. The other two female watched in skillfully ways learning what and how etc. The physical action if described right would make erotic sexual Indian love manual positions 16 to 90 back to 30 when you consider I am talking about a human that was turning from human form to a dragon to a human the idea being the masculine size grew to a dragon size just before the human form of the dragon female became dragon making orgasm in porn seem mild or wondering why they could keep at it for more than 50 minutes without the virile ejaculation. Then in a position I am not sure what she turned to a dragon tail and human form and lead him into his dragon form below the waster while leaving him in human form above the waist. The tail touching parts of his body that I could only guess being what I am of course...
How is this Amanda?
There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape shifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon.
So on this fateful day
So there I was again entering Cafe Shi. The crowd was a bit lit. Lets be honest outside of the tea server and me the place was empty. Then walked in. Well. A lady in yet? I had my eye patch on and my other eye was a bit cloudy she reminded me of a dragon I once meet in another tale along long time ago. She sat in the center of the room. Evidently either she was her own security or she felt comfortable being who she was.
She spoke. The tea server ran to do her bidding. Myself? Let be honest a poor pirate sipping tea in China. Might as well watch a lovely lady drink tea. They paid big bucks for drinking tea in 1849 or so I heard. While she was waiting for her tea. She spotted me. That I was not obvious was clear. I think I took her breath away. Or maybe surprised her abit. In my humble opinion have that way with the opposite fair sex.
So we sat drinking tea. To break the silence I ordered my special. The tea server seemed hestiant to do what was normally done without question. Evidently the lady had put a change in the room and who she was? The tea server knew. And I? I am a pirate unless I am going about romance or something I like to drink alone and read my journal. Which I was doing and adding a bit of notes to my last tale. Ender the king of Pirate land. A tale and back again. Or how I escaped responsibility.
So there a pirate and a lady that resembled a dragon sat drinking tea, and special tea. Meaning? Mine was rum. It was kind of nice. In walked another person. This one I had not seen since my trip to watch the city of Bablyon fall in the year 2021 or 2022. Shameful. A Time wizard. He sat next to the lady and began a conversation without noticing me. The lady did not intrupt just smiled and sipped her tea.
The man was rather upset. Time, etc was twisted and the rules of the system of things broken. He asked if she knew who would do such a stupid thing? She indicated her head towards me. At the sight of me the Time wizard tried his magic. The nice thing about being part Talon by this time no magic of the later eras worked. Sure they can cut of my foot but that just undoes the twist of time.
His spell rebounded with a horrible after effect to the tea server. At this I stopped writing put down my pen and did what I do. The tea server who was losing her soul got up and thanked me and ran away.
The time wizard was trying again. I on the other hand was tired and did something he had never been trained in doing. Ages ago magic was real and now? The new time wizards might be powerful and dangerous. The mormon jedi try. However, reading a spell and knowing what it actually does because you have to let someone do it to you over and over again watching your body die and reanimate over and over again are two seperate things. The wizard was trapped. How? Secrets are secret.
The lady begin to speak he is not responsible he is the reason though. The wizard face was caught in a mixture of terror and unwanted pain. WHAT?
I went back to my table and gathered my things. I left. The wizard would be freed in a matter of a few minutes. And I had nothing more to do with Cafe Shi from that time forward.
An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape sifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon. Upon landing from the Black Skimmer Ender set the crew about cleaning and crewing the ship. While he scouted ahead to the dark large cave which was suppose to be at the middle of the isle. But to his surprise he discovered no cave only what looked like a very large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. That day Ender had to chuckle as he saw Liz the fierce dragon of Dragon isle come out of her “cave” She was a lizard he thought. Then she transformed into the measure lady that she was. Wow.. Ender thought of all the places she could sneak into and the wealth to be had. Formulating a new plan Ender went back to his ship to prepare it for a new member of Ender the pirates crew. He instructed his crew to defer to the dragon or lizard and always call her by her formal title dragonist. He then put together a nice snug room for her cave and had the bear prepare a nice turkey diner for her which was part of his plan. Upon the bears finishing touches of the turkey off Ender the pirate went to the Dragon cave' . He called out to the treasure chest lunch box Oh mighty dragon I have a meal for you'.. The dragon being a lady could smell something good and was curious not having many visitors do to the legend of the mighty dragon on Dragon isle. Liz the dragon came out of her cave. She saw what did she see. A mad hatter- no a pirate yes or a mad hatter dressed as a pirate. Liz was a bit taken back. She thought of him as a wild man so was curious as to his desire. Ender invited her to dine on a miniature table where he set the whole turkey and stuffing on. She saw this as a great deal and joined him for a conversational tale.
The lady dragon sighed. Ender? The lady dragon spoke, “You remember now?” Ender could remember the stories as if he had lived them. He had lived them and died many more lives than a spirit should. He knew his curse. He knew something else. Ender’s reply, “Daughter of Cain, I knew who you were when I drank your tea and partied with you.” the voice was that of someone else’s/ Whose?
The dragon lady just clapped her hands in delight. “Oh, Talon, it has been thousands, millions, even billions of years since I have heard you.” She replied.
Talon looked at her through eyes that had seen millions die. Planets eructated on orders. On whose orders? Atlantis was dead a long time ago. The reality of the matter he no longer remembered even his seven brothers. Let alone the daughter of Cains’s name. She? She had been in Atlantis when he feel. She and her kind had organized the destruction of humankind. For a purpose? Memories flooded. Of the CO2 gas coming through the ocean floor and wiping out all humanity within the coastline and then. Asteroids and nukes. However, this ending with the battle of heaven again?
He remembered the star bridge of a distinct reality. A reality so ahead of this time and place he wondered who int heir right mind would fight God? Even with Borgs, zombies, and hellfire. The sun platform could not withstand even one blast he remembered and the sun? Just a mirror waiting to use powered at least seven times to burn heaven away. In yet? It held only a candle of power these days. People forget their power to leave reality and God’s ability to play with light, time, and reality.
Ender the pirate survived the reality of the times. And thought he should have stayed where? Inside his mind. For the outside of his mind, of dread, he was watching the time of tribulation brought about by humanity. A sickness of dread fell over Ender. To realize all this was a man attempted to fight heaven coming. Space Force against heaven? Let alone do they not have the legends of old? Those in the know lost their minds because someone had stolen them a long time ago with project Montauk. And? It was the way of an ending of things; I suppose. To realize that each soul has a place. One in the book of life. One in the book of judgment. That was what John von Neumann wrote about on his last paper 5.7 billion years into a future that never happened here. Why? That future is dead. This too is dead. To realize all this is an illusion is a sort of awful mess. BELIEVE in Christ. In yet all the people here are dead already according to closed time curved loop reality. SO? Meaning I walk through the valley of death and fear evil? No, I will flee evil. Who wants to rule in hell for when there is a next level to this game and there? I find this part funny. The game is the game of thrones. I once or twice was a king maker.. And now? Those who feared who I knew no longer even remember why they feared those I knew.. Which is an oddity. Did they lose their power? I attempted to ask once. That was a dreadful mistake. Who are you? I am me. I am Clint; I am Clinton, I and Clinton R. Siegel- That did not go so well.? What can a pirate do other than watch in amazement as some people thinking that 400 years of technology hidden in the patent office can help save humanity from heaven? Does it? That is the trick of time. It did in a past. The mirror realities existed. And now? Laughter my soul hurts I know someone or something that makes this a more interesting story. Still rates only in the top 3. And now reality is just a question in my mind.
A dragon or fairy story
Dragons. People tend to forget their history. In fact, if it was not for my family. Which my family related to Sir Siegfield. Who slayed the dragon at Furth im Wald. Personally I would not know much more than the fantasy books and television programs.
The last dragon killed by a farmer my great some number back grandfather on my father’s side in Bavaria. The tale went that the farmer was brave. And that the dragon had been eating goats, and animals through the forest there. And causing all kinds of confusion. The official battle noted is some German church. There the embellishment went. That Sir Siegfield with a spear in an open field attacked the dragon. The battle went hard for Siegfield. His clothing torn to fragments, and he was bloody and smelly. Fiercely the fight went back and forth with him using a spear, and the dragon was fierce burning down a shed or outbuilding. The fight lasted hours per the biblical scholarly hand copy in high German writing. In the end, my high German Google translator made the fight seem as follows.
Sir Siegfield spear pierced the dragon. While the dragon fire went wide burning a building with beasts in it. That is the short and delightful tale of the conclusion of the last dragon.
What is missing is family lore, and an original journal kept by Sir Siegield’s son?
The family lore was less ferocious. Mr. Siegfield which was a farmer not a fighter nor knight at the time went to find his lost hog. He had with him his hiking stick. Now, his swine had been eating mushrooms. Or something of a quirk in the woodland, and appropriately he went there hoping to find his hog. He found his pigs tracks and walked right to a shed in the middle of the forest. There was this huge dragon thing eating his hog. Being quite mad. Because that was his hog. And not thinking he swung his stick at the dragon that seemingly had a fire going cooking his hog. Now, the humor is rather wild here. The dragon jumped into the fire creating a fire that burnt said, shed down. While on fire, the hog which evidently had not been cut up or slaughtered correctly blew up. Pig shit, went everywhere hitting Mr. Siegfield and making a rather stinker mess.
Now, the dragon also seems to have run straight into Mr. Siegfield’s stick. Right into its eye killing it. That was family lore. Being a somewhat curious child. When I was a child, my great grandfather Christoper opened a journal. That had been in the family and read in German then translating to me this bit.
The offspring of Siegfield notes in his journal. That the resident lord knighted his father for slaying the said dragon. And when old Sir Siegfield confessed that the dragon did not die.
He said the folk lore. The story was amended in every part except what happened after the dragon had run into his walking stick. Now this part written in the journal translated from an old German to a kid who did not understand German. The story written stated that the dragon lost only an eye. However, upon losing an eye, the body slumped and out, stepped a fairy or person in a body of a human. What transpired there was a thank you. That Mr. Siegfield had taken part in some shape-shifting spell. In which the eye of a dragon needed. To transform all dragons from their dragon likeness to what Mr. Siegfield saw before him. For his help, he received his life. I thought the story book was great and asked for more. My great grandfather past that night and I never got to see that book again.
Now, you would think that was the end of the story. Humor, I am on my own adventure these days. You see I was watching Don Quixote in a play in Bolivia several years ago.
One lady who argues with the main lead lady a fine ballerina, she was good she was a dragon. You could tell she wanted or thought she deserved the lead. I watched her. And there in the middle of, a play exclaimed did you see that. You see, her eyes... Her eyes. Yes, I am sure it was her eyes. They were gold. They held that arrogant look of a woman. And my exclaiming came as her eyelids went both ways. What do you mean? She had two eyelids per eye. One down and when she was self-thinking people were watching the play not her. Well, her eyes had ones that blinked together like in pride. It was the wildest thing. I wrote about her giving details on Cosmofunnel about her along with her name, etc.
Now that blog and computer are all gone. Access denied and funny computer had a hard drive crash with nothing recoverable on it. So, the truth being Sir Siegfield did not kill the last dragon. And they still live among us and those that are traveling often see them. That is my story of the last dragon, Furth im Wald and the family of Siegfield.
If you notice I did not use dragon, I used reptile in the title. For you see. I have been seeing them a lot more. Who knows? Dragons were once upon a time rulers of this earth. Are they coming back? I believe so. For to me, I am seeing the time of tribulation. Some call it the Mandela effect. Myself, I would say a soul traveling backwards in time to see a battle between good and evil. The awkwardness type of evil does a time traveler of Sir Siegfield get to see during what he claims is the time of tribulation?
Lets be honest. His fairy story is much better. He was a Peace Corps volunteer in Caracato, Bolivia. Walking to a village in the middle of no where he kept on hearing boom boom boom. He got to the village to find a farmer dropping large rocks down a cliff.
Walking back. He stumbled upon three native girls bathing in the boff. However, that night the winds blew and rain happened and he swears he saw five partnered fairies dancing on the mountain tops on a path where the next day only he could walk without falling over the edge below.
Or Chuma where he swears he danced for two weeks on straight with tribe women. Only to find out the party was only supposedly three days long. Is he telling you a fable a myth, or fact? #story