by Lewis Krishnan Sonnet – 1 Swooping through a sun-drenched park, Not having a care in the world, Going back and forth throughout dark, Floating up and down, with their wings curled. Sonnet – 2 Swooping through the shining lake, …
Once there were dragons
By Isla Connolly PAGE 1/3 I hobbled up the hill, scraping my hands as I hoisted myself onwards. I had almost made it to the top when sparkles swam around me, the hill disappeared from my view, and I was …
Joe and the Baby Dragon
By Yathin Sai Kakarala “AAAHHH. It’s a giant silkworm that shoots sticky silk.” Okay Joe, focus on your training. What did your master teach you? He taught me … Oh hi. I didn’t see you there. Anyway, my name is Joe …