Once she raised two eggs on a cliff on the moor. Word spread the Dragon had not been seen. Was she gone? Had she taken ill? Who would protect them! Armed bandits were the first to plan their raid on the nearby villagers. First they sent out a search party. As they neared, they saw she was in her lair. "Why are you here? I should ask you," the Dragon said. "I am the dragon but I fly no more. I fly no more yet am the dragon still." They thought she said, "I cannot fly now." They reported she was roosting eggs. That she did not fly. "Were they golden?" "How do you know?" "Is it true they have magic power?" On they talked until they believed it must be worth the risk. Now the Captain was a pious pirate, the best of the lot. He had risen as chief of them having some schooling in him before he ran from home and lettered, he added arithmetic, and map reading, and had made himself useful until he knew several of the seven seas. He was...
Tell me a story about zebras. No flamingos. No, no, zebras. Once upon a time in the great praire lands of Africa, south of Tanzania, and northern Kenya, it was the morning of third day of the migration . In the end of rain season, zebras crossed the praire lands for the eastern rivers. They traveled as one great herd, parting the high grasses at their chests. It was in the midst of such g rasses that predators could hide and stalk the oldest and weakest, sick or injured. Zefra , leader of Zebras, rose and addressed the zebra guard, those who took the perimeter . “ We are near our journey’s end. We rise today tired, hungry and thirsty. We have traveled through the greatest part of the journey. We begin to end our journey now. We shall travel all day, slowly, staying together , and we will end our journey this evenin...