Showing posts with label Red Dragon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Red Dragon. Show all posts
Monday, September 12, 2016
Wednesday, July 06, 2016
Friday, May 27, 2016
Friday, October 02, 2015
Thursday, October 01, 2015
"Fabulous Finds -- VITA: Let it Rain "
"In many East Asian cultures dragons were, and in some cultures still are, revered as representative of the primal forces of nature, religion and the universe. They are associated with wisdom—often said to be wiser than humans—and longevity. They are commonly said to possess some form of magic or other supernatural power, and are often associated with wells, rain, and rivers. In some cultures, they are also said to be capable of human speech."
(Direct quote from: http://mythology.wikia.com/wiki/Dragon )
(Direct quote from: http://mythology.wikia.com/wiki/Dragon )
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| Photo credits: CJ Alexander |
Thursday, September 10, 2015
"Fabulous Finds -- "Bone" by Jeff Smith"
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| Photo Credit: "Bone" Group by Jeff Smith |
The novel shares the adventures of three cousins who find themselves in a forested valley. They meet fabulous creatures like the "Red Dragon" and not-so-fabulous "Stupid, Stupid Rat Creatures."
The "Bone" cousins' complete adventures can be found in a single collection ... Bone: The Complete Cartoon Epic in One Volume ... drop by for a quick peek.
Monday, August 31, 2015
"Three Sisters -- Red Dragons"
The "Three Sisters" have Found a Home ...
They are Now Searching for Names!
The Suggestion Box is Open ...
"Fabulous Finds -- Amazing Sand Art"
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| Amazing Sand Art Picture Credit: tupiam.hudong.com & pinterest.com |
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
"Just for Fun -- The Dragon Name Generator"
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| The Dragon Name Generator |
Picture Credits:
Blue Fire Dragon -- hackjam.wikispaces.com
Fire Made Flesh by Jack Murray -- flickr.com
Black Dragon Eye -- awoiaf.westeros.org
Leggende.mesopotamic.he -- antrodellamagia.altoista.org
Just for fun ... discover your "Dragon Name" ...
http://dragon.namegeneratorfun.com/
Just for fun ... discover your "Dragon Name" ...
http://dragon.namegeneratorfun.com/
My FEMALE dragon name is: Hudran Dark-Shriek The Convulsor
She is a storm god who causes the very earth to quake with fear! She has scales as dark as twilight. She shrieks to signal its deadly approach. This one strikes terror into innocent hearts!
My NEUTRAL dragon name is: Huplith Light-Claw The Chaos Bringer
S/he spits deadly bolts of electricity! S/he has scales as light as the dawn. S/he is a shrewd dragon, specialising in the accumulation of gold and jewels. This one is sly and clever.
Share Your Name & "Dragon Name" as a "Comment"
"Fabulous Finds" -- Red Dragon Figurines
A good friend and I were treasure hunting in an oddities store when we each
found a “Red Dragon.” Read my flash fiction story “Gunnhilde’s Redoubt”
to see my connection to a “Red Dragon.”
The discovery felt lucky, so we both bought a dragon. My friend named hers
“Vita,” which means “Life.” I haven’t named mine yet. That can wait until she
is joined by two more sister dragons … bringing the total to the lucky number
three. Hosting only one dragon felt like a lonely number … I bought two more
“paperweight”-sized dragons to keep the original dragon company.
I learned that the “feng shui dragon is a powerful and auspicious traditional
feng shui cure… a pearl or crystal in the dragon’s claw symbolizes wealth,
power, and an abundance of opportunities.” In addition, “the Dragon is
regarded as one of the most fortunate and sacred figures in Chinese folklore.
It reputedly has absolute power and symbolizes honor, power, and all that is
right in the world.”
One of the other pieces "has the head of a dragon and the body of a turtle.
Turtle is a creature that can live up to several thousand years. It symbolizes
longevity. The dragon symbolizes career success and courage. It is sitting
on a base of ingot and gold coins to represent prosperity and wealth. One
little baby turtle on the back also represents good beginning ..."
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015
"Gunnhilde's Redoubt" -- Miriam E. Waters
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| Picture Credit: dragonike.wordpress.com |
Gunhilde shifted on her bed of straw. She was accustomed to sleeping in the loft above the animals. She slept when they slept, she rose when they rose. Dawn was peeking through the spaces between the boards above her head. Soon the light would reach her face, the animals would begin to stir, and she would rise to attend to her tasks. For the moment, however, she burrowed a little deeper into the warm nest and breathed a sigh of contentment.
Clang-gung. Clang-gung. Clang-gung. “Gunnhilde! Gunnhilde!”
The milkmaid came fully awake, her heart pounding in concert with the urgent staccato of the village bell. She bolted from her bed, made her way to the plank ladder, and descended into the gloom filling the barn.
“She’s back, the Red Dragon’s back! I saw her shadow pass over the house a few moments ago. She’s snatched our cows and now she’s after my babies! Take them and hide in the mill,” begged the mistress of the house.
Moving as quickly as the wee ones were able, Gunnhilde led the children into the safety of the stone windmill where the summer wheat was being ground. She secreted them in a small manger below the stairway leading to the great arms of the mill.
“Hide under that straw with your sister. Don’t move or leave this spot. The dragon likes eating children.”
Gunnhilde barricaded the mill’s door. Armed with only a pitchfork, she kept vigil at the door throughout the long day. She could hear shouting men and barking dogs. The bitter stench of burning crops found its way into the mill. The Red Dragon’s roar was so close Gunnhilde’s heart nearly stopped beating!
She didn’t dare leave the babes. They were cold, hungry and frightened. If they left the windmill they might find themselves eye to eye with the dragon; best to stay hidden.
The shadows on the mill’s floor signaled evening. There were no more sounds or hints of life from either animals or villagers. The mill was choked with smoke from the burning fields. It was time to investigate what lay beyond the mill’s door.
Clutching the pitchfork to her breast, Gunnhilde once again abandoned a position of safety. She cleared the barricade from the door and pushed it open a few inches. This allowed her to peek into the dusk. She saw nothing but heard odd noises. “Chirrup, kok, kok, kok, hool; chirrup, kok, kok, hool.” She tried to push the door closed, but before she was able she was bowled over by something hurtling itself into the mill.
A great weight pressed upon her chest. A young dragon was standing on her, pinning her to the ground. She heard anguished shouts from the children. Gunnhilde’s last thought before her vision filled with snapping jaws was “no, no, no … not the babies.”
From the courtyard beyond the door, the Red Dragon gave a contented call: “Chirrup, chirrup, chirrup.” Her hatchlings answered the call, “kok, kok, kok, hool.”
August 18, 2015. All Rights Reserved.
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