One day I was told you should write a book but never seem too get that far. These are my shorts

Sunday 7 January 2007

Dragon girl

It had been very quiet around the place lately and the young girl was startled when she heard the first few notes waft over the cobbles
She had been out collecting herbs even though she hadn’t gotten many; she had collected little white stones as well and had them in the fold of dress
She crunched her self as tight to the wall as possible she wasn’t really supposed to be still out and was supposed to be back in the kitchen by now helping the tuber preparation
The first few notes of the gitar rang out strong and sweet and she hummed softly to her self the notes of the ballad, oh a wrong note, she thought to her self he will have to practice that one a little longer.

My apologies too Anne McCaffrey

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