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Dragonscale Clippings

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Imagine Bridget Jones meeting Alice in Wonderland. “Written as a journal, there is humour and imagination, an original take on dragons, a fiercely independent female lead, and a playful twist on Arthurian legend.” Francis James Franklin Meet Dracomagan who's lost her memory and is travelling in a land where only men can be dragon slayers. Experiencing a fear of wizards (she doesn't know why) and persecuted by the knights of Camelot II (for being a female dragon slayer), Dracomagan romps through a rich and varied landscape. When she ends up in prison with the knights determined to execute her, Dracomagan's only help comes from a retired pirate. Will he be able to reach Merlin before the knights prove she is guilty of crimes she hasn't committed? Fantastical humour with tongue-in-cheek references to fantasy stereotypes, this is one book you HAVE to read before you die!

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26th June, Mid-Morning Who am I? Where am I? And what on earth am I doing here in the blazing hot sun outside a cave in the middle of a mountainous wilderness with the decaying carcass of some huge monster? I’m wearing really strange clothes and a green cloak type of thing. This cloak has pockets and in them I’ve found this notebook and pencil and something that makes me want to call it tinder and flint. Notebook is bound in leather with recycled type paper inside. The pencil is thick and stubby. The corpse really stinks. I feel sick. Lunchtime On the way to be sick (not sure where I was going, there aren’t any loos round here), I found a white horse. It just stared at me and when I started throwing up behind one of the grey boulders lying around, it trotted off. I lay down for a bit, feeling vulnerable and pathetic. The white horse re-appeared while I was still feeling yuck and looked me up and down as if it knew me. Hauling myself to my feet I staggered over to it and hung onto its neck. It then led me step by step to a little gully where - how wonderful! - there was a stream! Water never tasted so good! Have a splitting headache so am going to sleep in the shade of a rock near the stream.

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