Ducks on the Boise River near Julia Davis Park – Boise, Idaho
Landon remembered two childhoods and this was the second time he had turned twenty years old. Sitting on a bench on the Greenbelt by the Boise River, he contemplated how ordinary life had become as a university student. Every night he dreamed he was someplace else. Every night he dreamed he was someone else.
Contemplating a water fowl, he asked, “Are you really a duck, or are you about to morph into a murderous wraith or bloodslayer so you can rip out my throat?”
The mallard ignored the BSU sophomore and slipped under the water’s surface looking for lunch.
“Lucky bird. I bet you don’t have nightmares about the Dragon Wars.”
“No!” Landon was startled and then crazy scared as his two-and-a-half year old sister Dani appeared before him as Circus Baby, a character for the horror-based video game Five Nights at Freddy’s but an instant later, and for the millionth time, the impossible happened.
The many fragments of the soul coin, shattered by the combined magic of Landon’s formerly animated stuffed animals leapt out of his top dresser drawer where he had put them and spun around the two children as if they were in orbit around twin suns. Then a big light flashed and they were gone.
“Coming, coming. I’m old. Don’t rush me.”
It was a very familiar voice. Landon was holding onto Dani’s hand standing in front of an ancient door set into an even more ancient tree, a really big tree in a really big forest. Sunlight was streaming through the emerald canopy above. The day was warm and the children could hear birds singing friendly songs.
The door opened and as Landon expected, the oldest dragon in the universe, Gerlilanum was on the other side of the threshold.
Eight-year-old Landon and his friend and teacher Buddy, the small Ambrosial Dragon, were in the center of his bedroom. After the boy’s recent adventures with Gremlins, Buddy had determined that evil forces from other dimensions might be able to gain access to their world through the Gremlin’s realm. Buddy said he and Landon had to do something about it.
Landon wasn’t convinced. The last time he had come face-to-face with a Gremlin, he had threatened to badly hurt the child if not kill him. Buddy didn’t think he was in all that much danger, but Landon was worried anyway.
He came prepared. Inside his backpack, he had his invisibility cloak and his magic glove. He also had the soul coin in his pants pocket, though he wasn’t sure what good it would do.
He always wore the magic amulet around his neck on a chain, the one that looked like a small, old fashioned railroad lantern.
The living stuffed animals were all watching awestruck from Landon’s bed. It was late at night and Grandpa, Dad, and Landon’s sister Dani were all asleep. With any luck at all, the dragon and the boy would be back before anyone missed them.
Landon felt like he could use all the luck he could get.
How I imagine Mr. Covingham appears
Five-year-old Zooey’s eyes fluttered. She felt especially warm and cozy wrapped up in all of these blankets in front of Gerliliam’s fireplace. She opened her eyes just long enough to see that her four siblings were still sleeping all around her and that made her feel safe. The fire was the only light in the room, and since the dragon lived under a tree, she couldn’t tell if it was still dark outside.
Then she felt something moving against her arm and a small head protruded from the covers.
“Mr. Covingham,” she whispered not wanting to wake the others. “I thought you’d gone home.”
She had only met the blue and orange striped garter snake last night, but already she felt like they were really good friends.
“I intended to Zooey, but it was still so cold and rainy out. You know how we snakes don’t do well in the cold.”
“I’m glad you decided to stay. I wanted to get to know you better.”
from “The Hobbit” (2012)
The 30th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
The living stuffed animals were beginning to stir. If Buddy didn’t do something soon, they’d wake up to find Landon gone. They’d go looking for him which would let Gramps and Daddy-o know Landon was gone, too.
The Ambrosial Dragon had been looking into the Soul Coin through the eight-year-old boy’s magic amulet which was shaped like a tiny railroad lantern from the past century. He could see everything that was happening to the child who was trapped inside the mysterious metal disk. Now he had an idea how to save him and maybe the entire multi-verse.
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The 29th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
“How far do we have to walk, Gerlilanum?”
To eight-year-old Landon, it seemed like he, the dragon, and the donkey had been walking for days, but it couldn’t have been more than a few hours…or could it?
The old dragon was still leading the way through the forest, but instead of the uneven but basically level ground the boy had been used to, they were now starting to go up a long hill.
Gerlilanum turned his head back toward the child but kept walking. “We are heading for the center of the multi-verse, you know. It’s not like it’s around the corner or anything.”
“But isn’t that like light-years away or something? We’d either need a spaceship or magic to get there. Can’t you fly?”
The 28th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
It was a Saturday morning and Landon wanted to sleep in, but his bladder was arguing with him and as usual, it won.
While everyone was asleep including Buddy, Landon got up to use the bathroom. After he finished, he washed his hands. The palm of his right hand was tingling so he looked at it. For a second, he saw the symbol of a dragon’s head glowing there and then it disappeared.
He returned to his room, opened the top drawer of his dresser, and pulled out the Soul Coin he had gotten in China from underneath his jeans. It felt a little heavier. Something was still inside.
It had been raining outside and the sky was covered with dark clouds making it seem as black as night, even though the Sun was slowly beginning to rise in the East.
From the 2012 film “Wrath of the Titans”
The 25th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
“What?” Landon was surprised to still be alive. Somehow, when he heard the coin in his head say it was hungry, he thought it was hungry for him and that in some magical way, he was being eaten.
He sat up and looked around. It was darker than night. He was on an island on a plateau near the highest point.
The sky was black. The water all around the island was black. The island itself was made out of black rocks and dirt. Worst of all, he knew where he was. He’d been here before.
“The island on the River Styx, the River of Death.”
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The 24th Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
Eight-year-old Landon was freezing, clinging to an icy mountain peak high in the Kunlun mountains in central China. Something had gone wrong with his plan to “piggy back” onto Yao Jin’s and Buddy’s teleportation spell. They had materialized inside the Sanctuary of an ancient mystic known as the Nameless One, while the child had come back into being over a mile away and hundreds of meters higher.
Buddy instantly sensed Landon’s presence and that he was once again in mortal danger. One rapid spell later and he had shot through the walls of the Sanctuary as if he was smoke and then was rocketing across the skies to save his best friend. Buddy felt like his heart was breaking inside. Landon and his family had been Buddy’s family for the past year, and as much as he tried to protect the boy, it seemed like he was always putting him in danger, even when he didn’t mean to. His wings were beating so fast that they were a blur. In an instant, the dragon found Landon.
The child had just fallen unconscious. He let go of the mountain peak and started tumbling down its steep side. As Landon passed out, he thought he’d landed on something.
Kunlun Mountains – Xianjiang, China
The 23nd Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
Landon woke up and looked around. He was in the field behind Grandpa’s house. He could see Grandpa running toward him right now. On his left was Yao Jin, still unconscious. She was wearing some sort of black top and regular jeans and the boy couldn’t see any sign of her sword. On this right was…”Buddy!”
The Ambrosial Dragon was just waking up and he looked like Buddy again. Landon grabbed him and gave him a great big hug.
“Huh…what…what’s happening. Buddy groggy.”
“I love you so much, Buddy. I really missed you.”
“Yup. I love you but been with you all along.”
Buddy looked and even sounded like himself again.