I am called Alshandra. I am 524 years old.
I have seen many beings come and go, but I remain.

The picture above is a fairly good likeness of myself, it is
however, not precise. T'would be a foolish thing for me to
show myself for the world to see. There are still those who
have pledged to destroy us.

I am mostly a loner. I like to soar high in the sky and look
down on the world below. My main roost is in ancient Wales.
A land where many of us still live in harmony with both
humans and other beings.

Like most Dragons, I have the ability to appear in human form
and throughout my lifetime, I have been  called by many different
names. In my most common form, that of Alshandra, Mystic
Seer to the Nobles, I have been able to keep up the true religion
and to give people an insight into their own lives.
In more recent times, simply known as Bek,  I have met
and married a human male. I have also given birth to
our first child. She has inherited much of the old blood and
will, in time, be able to shift to her true form and  join her
brethren in the sky. Not all half breeds receive enough of the
old blood to claim their heritage......I am truly glad that
my daughter will one day behold the beauty of the
true world. My new family keep me in my current home,
in the land of wide open spaces, Australia. I visit my ancient
home as often as I can.




In the golden times, when the Pendragons ruled, my mother roosted
on Dragon Island, where the chosen King was put to challenge
the King Stag. She witnessed much bloodshed, and also much
glory. She tells me often of the young Arthur wrestling the
King Stag and claiming his right to be King.
My mother was very fond of The Lady of the Lake, and spent
many a time wandering along the shores of Avalon, a place in
which one could focus and feel true harmony.

My mother speaks;
"When the ancient Y's sank to the sea, a cry, not heard,
but felt, rippled through the earth, and those who understood
its sound knew that the end of the Golden Era was
coming. Many mourned, and many sought the word of
the Goddess. Events were set into motion by Her, through
The Lady of the Lake and all of her descendants as Lady
after her. And although lives were manipulated and small wars
won, the new world of Christendom defeated our major
strongholds and Avalon was lost to the mists. Only those who
know the way from previous times, can safely reach the shores."

In remote places of the ancient land, many people continue
to worship the Goddess. Faeries continue to make mischief in
their land near Avalon. Unicorns still romp in the depths of the
darkest forests, and occasionally frolic on green pastures. The
Lady of Lake remains, although to the mainland, she no longer
goes. And we, the Dragons, continue to live, although discreetly,
as we must in this Christian world.
As I begin to feel more comfortable about revealing my
presence to the world, I shall continue to tell the story of
my past. Be patient, persecution has made me
very cautious.



 
 


 
 

© Written by Bek 1998.