Chapter Seven: An elf, a baker and a suit maker. Olen pulls the sleigh up outside of a stone building. It has two large windows beside a wooden door painted a dark grey. Above it, a small sign reads ‘Suit Maker. Men’s fine tailoring by Fredson S. Threader’. Well, if that’s not a suitable last … More A Dragon For Christmas: Chapter Seven.
Chapter Five: First Meeting. The sleigh stops outside of a little thatched cottage with a white picket fence surrounding it. Poplyn finally leaves our shoulders, jumping onto the back of the sleigh. Olen opens the door, taking Ashlyn’s hand as she steps out. I follow her and Olen grabs our bags. The door of the … More A Dragon For Christmas: Chapter Five.
Chapter Four: An annoying little elf. We aren’t in the bush anymore, the Aussie gums and paperbarks long gone. A forest you would see in a fairytale surrounds us, snow covering the ground and trees. It’s not as cold as I expect. The sun is shining, and there is no wind. Ashlyn lets go … More A Dragon For Christmas: Chapter Four.
Chapter Three: Crossing Over. I throw my new snow jacket into my duffle bag and zip it closed. My first white Christmas, who would have thought? It’s going to be a far cry from the sun-filled scorchers I’m used to. I place my phone and watch in my top draw and pull out the envelope … More A Dragon For Christmas: Chapter Three.
Note: Eroania is pronounce E-roan-i-a. A ute is a two or four door vehicle with a tray on the back. Chapter Two: The Answer. I can’t wait for my usual lunch time visit, and head over to Ashlyn’s as soon as I’ve had breakfast. She is smiling when I arrive so I’m guessing the news … More A Dragon For Christmas: Chapter Two.
Rochelle L. Sharpe 