The story I'm about to tell is from the archives of The Everyday Adventurer. It's a bit of fiction based on some of the things that happened one time back when my little friend Alice used to come with me on an occasional adventure. Some of it is true, and some of it is not. Alice did see dragons, but the rest is just a story.
What is it that Alice is staring at? While I was walking down the new walkway, I saw her looking at something off to the side of the railing. I wondered if she spotted a duck or something walking around down there.
She seemed pretty interested in what it was, because when I asked her she didn't seem to hear me for a second. I asked her again and she said to come and take a look. I wasn't sure what I would find, because she has a habit of dragging parts of Wonderland along with her on our trips.
As I got closer, I noticed something big and dark down there. It wasn't moving so I knew I needed to find out what was going on. We had not seen any animals out here yet, so I didn't think it was anything that might be alive.
When I got there, all I saw were these broken tree branches that were half submerged in the ice of the lake. For some reason they looked strangely familiar though. I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't know why Alice was so interested in them.
She said that winter is a bad time for them. I asked her what she was talking about. She said that some of the dragons didn't like the cold, and they easily froze to death unless they found shelter. I told her that it was only a piece of wood.
She said that wood was what dragons turned into when they died. She said that this one must have been swimming around in the lake when it froze. Now it is stuck there forever, but none of the rest of us know that this wood used to be a dragon.
Here's another poor unfortunate dragon that peaked up out of it's den at the wrong time. Alice spotted this one right away too. She walked over to check on it, and said that it was now turned into wood too.
I asked her if she knew why they turned into wood. She looked at me as if I were stupid and said, "Because they're dead." My first impulse after that flippant remark was that I should threaten to go get the Red Queen after her. That would teach her a lesson.
After my reasonable adult thoughts took back over, I instead asked again, why is it wood that dragons turn into when they die? Then she finally explained that it was because they dried out and became petrified. That was also the reason why we never find any dead dragons lying around. We only find old wood.
I guess that answered that question. Now we all know what happens to dragons when they die, right from the thoughts of Alice. She always has a way of making everything seem like it is straight out of Wonderland.
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And here I thought Alice was a fictional character. I've seen quite a few dragons around here, I guess...and a few pieces ofReplyDelete
them washed up on the beach.
Hope you're feeling better, Ratty. I haven't
been back to the Botanical Garden now in nearly a month but, last time, it was a squirrel frenzy when I was there so I was thinking of you!
Ah...so now I know what the dragon looking wooden forms were in the woods last winter. We all need to listen more to the wee ones.ReplyDelete
Well wishes to you, Ratty!
It takes a long time for Alice to reach here.ReplyDelete