Friday, September 9, 2011

Dreaming of Dragons

There was a village of mountain people who would go up the mountain each summer for a great hunt. They would all wear brightly coloured clothes to attract dragons, who had their mating season in the summer. The dragons were brightly coloured, tufted, beaked, and of course winged things, who migrated south for the better part of the year but came north to the mountains to breed.

The great lizards would eat a number of the villagers, but a few would also be taken down by skilled spearmen. Their meat would feed the village, their bones would build new homes, and the sacs of flammable oil in their bellies would light lanterns through the dark winter. The meat was delectable, like chicken or snake but with an indescribable spicy quality, rich like beef or whale. I'm glad I got to try it.

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