Judith Parrish Broadbent
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The Mystrie Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Samueld had visited this valley with his father when he was a small boy. Then it was lush with flowering grasses and a sparkling clear brook ran through it. Along its banks, willows dipped their branches and fig trees gave fruit for a large variety of birds and animals. His father thought it was a place to think and renew his spirit. Samueld had not been to this valley for a very long time. When the darkness came and the elders fled into exile, all the land became desolate, and the valley was no exception. No vegetation or life survived, or it had hidden itself. The brook had dried up and nothing bloomed.
By Judith Parrish Broadbent4 years ago in Fiction
From The Windcaller
Although Samueld had just reached his eighteenth birthday, many would have considered him a doyen because of his unusual abilities. However, hidden away at the ancient hacienda, he rarely used his abilities or his knowledge. Now, he was studying the old manuscripts that he had discovered in the trunk under the old quilts. He hoped that they would give him some insight into what he was supposed to do to rescue the "Others". He looked longingly out the open windows at the purple mountains to the north and thought about going there to investigate. His old guardians would never agree to such an adventure. He could try to contact Andriana and get her to go ahead and plot a course for him. He suddenly thought about her going along with him. She had a special talent also but hers allowed her to be hidden without being imprisoned.
By Judith Parrish Broadbent4 years ago in Fiction
The Little Pear Tree in the Woods
The Little Pear Tree in the Woods In the deep woods behind the little cabin, the grew a little pear tree whose blossoms were soft pink flakes that made the little tree look like a cloud that was resting amidst the taller trees who did not have these blossoms. The other trees bent in the wind to protect the little pear tree. It was the jewel in their midst. None knew where this little tree had come from but they did know that she was different. Her fragrant blossoms filled the woods with a sweet fragrance in the spring. When summer came, her lighter green leaves gave a different shade and a place for smaller birds to nest. Where her blossoms grew, now there were buds of fruits. These grew larger as the summer progressed and as autumn began, they were almost full size. The fruit began to change from a soft green to a warm yellow and they grew larger. Animals began to take them for food for they were sweet and juicy. All creatures shared in the bounty of the little pear tree. One autumn, a strange creature came to live in the little cabin. She wore clothing made of plant fibers and she dyed the cloth with berries and nuts and flowers from the woods. She gathered plants and nuts and mushrooms to eat and she had a little goat for milk and some chickens for eggs. She also had a little child whom she taught all the ways of the wild. When the weather got colder, she gathered the native melons and goards and made a fire with fallen branches that she gathered from the forest. There was a stream nearby and from this she caught fish and had water to survive. This life made her very happy.
By Judith Parrish Broadbent4 years ago in Earth
