The Diction of Dragon Fiction

Phraseology, language, vocabulary, idiolect

Turn of phrase, choice of words so select

Terminology, expression, usage, style

Truly, this may take a while

Idiom, articulation, elocution, intonation

I see Dragons!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Must I reach for my Flagon?

I now see them everywhere I go

Dragons, dragons, I love them so

Oh, the Diction

Which calls for such perfection

From my duty there is no dereliction

I do so with great and eager affection

My dreams they conjure visitation

Of Dragons a plenty without hesitation

Dreams filled with fangs and claws

Of lovely creatures great and small

They taunt, they hunt, chase and glower

Majestically, Green sits upon a tower

Blue, Orange, Yellow, Red and Gray

Carouses all around, happy, sunny and gay

Pink dragon thinks it really gleeful and funny

To tell me that I may never win that money

Unless I awaken and listen very carefully

To the words that matter when spoken tearfully

Dragons plight their troth among the fairies

Well not to marry, but to work together dearly

Witches all agree that speech is a dragon's friend

For humans must, to them and their affairs tend

If peace must reign, commune must needs align

Speech thus must be realized to be the sign

That nature's plans were always for camaraderie

Among and between all of her communities

For many hours dragon after dragon spoke

My head still spinning when finally, I awoke

Their message to me I clearly listened

Wisdom in their words fairly glistened

My brain now saturated, with many fables

Feels it is time to turn the tables

So, I must needs bid a fond adieu

To the company of my winged purview

Return to earth and once again review

The real and the imagined, oh! Which is true?

Alas, it makes me blue, through and through

Fable is really fleeting, and I really rue

Awaking now to the stark reality of days that flew

Now what remains is a sleeping potion

Which that wicked witch has set in motion!

Maeve

Thinking that I was done composing my ode to the dragons, and that I was really at the end with all my writing, I awake to a brand new me. A me with tiny wings. Maeve the witch had become my great new friend.

"Maeve, what in the name of fairy dust is happening to me now"! I yelled. "I told you that I must now return home".

"Alas my friend Novela, of you I must ask one more favor".

"What am I, a fairy, I have wings". I flew over to the mirror.

"No, you are a tiny dragon. I must send you to the land of the fairies, there has been an attack on their world, and the fairy queen has requested help to locate her daughter".

Do I still dream, I wonder. "Wake up"! I again yell to myself.

"You must now go, time is of the essence". So saying, she chanted a charm and set in motion, an event for which I sensed great commotion. Handing me a potion, she said "drink this and your path to Fairyland will be clear".

"Tell me again why it is that I, not you that has to go". I enquired.

"This has been your story, your quest within the world of the wonderous beastly dragons. This is their tribute to you, to live the dreams of your deep fondness for dragonkind. Go now, the child cries out".

This dream I'm sure is born of my reluctance to say goodbye. For this must indeed be a nightmare of a dream so real.

I flew and flew, though tiny were my wings, they did not tire. Over the ocean and between the mountains I soared. Birds flew close to wish me hi and hello. They chirped and sang and flew by my side. The world below was beautiful and so, so tiny from way up here. I flew lower, yet lower to see the colors of the land below. What a wonderful thing was my home to behold from a different perspective of flying things and beings.

Finally, to the Forest beyond human access, where magic and dreams are the everyday norm. Ogres, however, were a menace to the poor fairies. They had tried to steal the baby of the queen. This baby, it was foretold, could turn an ogre into a natural human kind. They had come for the child, but the queen had secreted her away with the dragon Gertruda in a cave in the Hidden mountains. The queen had been hurt and could not fly to get her child. So I found this cave, found the tiny child in my dragon form. A charm I had been given to pass to Gertruda, revealed my purpose true. Wrapped in swaddling clothing and placed within my claw was the tiny toddler. I thanked Gertruda and away I flew to keep an appointment with a fairy queen and Maeve.

They thanked me for a job well done. "Now you can awaken from your long slumber and be home". Maeve waved her magic wand.

Thankfully, I am wide awake. My quest is over, my job is done. Farewell dragons, witches and fairies, until we meet again.

What a wonderful adventure this has been!

N.A.