Sunday, February 3, 2019

Congratulations to My Coloring Contest Winner of the Month!

Congratulations to Mol Resa!
*Raises wings in a salute*
He is one of my international readers from France.

Thank you for entering and winning my Coloring Contest for the month of January. *grins*

He received my first two Farloft Chronicles to read on his kindle.
*They are available for any device*

Why don't you Enter to Win?

Art by Bluekite Falls of DA
Coloring by Mol Resa

Friday, December 7, 2018

Everything Stops for Christmas by David Stevens

Here is a special guest blog from our friend and brother-across-the-pond, David Stevens.

Merry Christmas to one and all…

Best wishes to you all.

David Stevens

Everything Stops for Christmas… 

Chapter 1

It had been a tradition for centuries that during the complete month of July, Santa and his wife took a relaxing holiday. The rest of the year he oversaw the construction of the heaps toys and gifts that he would deliver to all the children around the world.

There was one rule in July, Santa Claus was not to be contacted for any but the most serious of reasons. So far, in the first eighteen years of this century, such an event had not occurred. Normally, if things were to go very wrong it would be close to Christmas, as it had been when the reindeer became ill and could not fly, and the dragons saved the day.

Mrs. Claus was sitting just under the shade of a huge palm tree; next to her was her Santa. Unlike her, he liked the sun and was resting back in a striped deckchair. He was currently looking out across the wide expanse of sand leading out to the rich blue ocean beyond. Santa was enjoying watching a sail-boarder swishing across the gentle ripples. He was content, very content. His disguise was working perfectly. He was pleased with himself for having made an appointment to have a whole inch trimmed from his luxurious white beard. Now he believed no one would recognize him as good old Saint Nick!

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Campfire - FanArt


FanArt is such a thrill to receive. BlackDragonCZ surprised us with this yesterday.
Commissioned by BlackDragonCZ and Executed by OggytheFox.
Oggy captured us all by the campfire one night with old friends and new.
Such a lot of work, but such a delight to see.
Visit Oggy at Furaffinity

Friday, February 9, 2018

FanFiction Inspired by "A Gathering of Dragons"

I am pleased to present a piece of fanfiction by Elizabeth Babicz. It was inspired by my latest story "A Gathering of Dragons" which Theresa is posting on her Serial Story Blog.

Elizabeth not only wrote the story, she did the art as well. Here is her piece:

The Tale of Veryn


The night was filled with the deafening sound of crickets chirping and the fire cracking between the dark red dragoness and Farloft. She didn’t seem to be bothered by the silence, but it was enough to drive the talkative old dragon insane. Finally, unable to take it anymore, the words were pried from the old dragon’s snout.

“Now that I’ve helped you, I think it’s fair that you explain exactly who you are.”

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Shiny New Stickers for Christmas

Theresa is always spoiling me.
She had Wolfool of Deviant Art do my Portraits for Christmas.
 
Check it out!
 
 

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Dragonly Mischief - The Kidnapping of Santa


One of my dear friends, David Steven, wrote a Christmas story
as a piece of Fan-Fiction for me.
I hope you enjoy the adventure.

The last harness was buckled into place and the reindeer were anxious to depart. It was early December, not nearly Christmas, but Santa was taking the reindeer out on a very important delivery. The bells he would normally have attached to their tack were left hanging on their pegs. They were not needed on this trip.

The snow door swung open on the newly installed electric motors. Santa no longer had to call the elves to clear the snow built up on the outside with their green and red shovels. Now, stardust-powered-heaters, built into the door, melted that snow away.

He spoke to Rudolph, the lead reindeer, “We have a long way to go and we need to get there quickly.”

Rudolph’s red nose glowed brightly in anticipation. Santa patted him affectionately.