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A way with Dragons
By Nick Creech
Text copyright © Nicholas R. Creech
2013
Nick Creech asserts the moral right to
be identified as the author of this work
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be
reproduced or otherwise used without the prior
permission of the author
Set in Times New Roman
For the dragon lovers of this world
Contents
ALSO BY NICK CREECH
THE AUTHOR
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
ALSO BY NICK CREECH
Galiconia
Beekle Henry
The Blob, the Frog, the Dog and the Girl
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THE AUTHOR
Nick Creech is a former newspaper journalist. He has two sons, both now
successful and more-or-less responsible adults who still deign to talk to him from time
to time in tones of kindly condescension. He has a wife who does the same, mostly.
Since leaving journalism, he has written extensively for children, young adults and
people of all ages who just enjoy a story.
Chapter One
The icy breeze trickled out of the woods, flowed down towards the River Usk and then
on towards the small town of Abergavenny. The solitary old farm-house in its desolate
winter garden shivered and huddled deeper into itself. An owl, hungry, cold and
thoroughly disgruntled, hooted mournfully. It was the witching hour.
Inside, in her attic bedroom, Cary snuggled deeper under the covers. She was
dreaming. It was summer and she and Cash were cooling off in the shallows at the
bottom of the garden. The sun was hot, the sky blue, the puffy clouds purest white and it
was altogether delightful. A waft of warm air tickled her nose. She brushed at it
absently, refusing to open her eyes.
"Go away, Cash," she murmured. "I just want to be quiet for a moment."
The waft came again, and this time Cary sneezed. Still she refused to open her eyes.
"Stop it," she said crossly, an