Dear readers, tonight with me is an old man, who somehow found himself taken out of his 13th century home to ride dragons across time. He’s here to tell us about princesses and living with a dragon in East Texas.
Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?
I grew up in Latvia, in the late 13th century. My father was a village elder and we herded pigs. It was a very prosperous vocation. Pigs are much cleaner than most people realize. I worked hard and learned to read at my mother’s knee. My Father taught me how to use a staff. We could not afford a sword. When a large will Pig got loose in the market I caught it and also met the Princess.
Did you have any favourite toys as a child? Any cherished memories?
My family was very loving and was one of the first Christian families in our village. My favorite events were listening to the stories of my ancestors, and learning to read. I did have a treasured possession it was a family ring my father gave me when I turned 16.
What do you do now?
That’s a good question. I am a Dragon Rider. It is my job to police the time streams. I find events and people who are disturbing the time streams and I stop them. Sometimes it is easy. Most of the time it is not. Recently I stopped the Nazi’s from conjuring a fallen angel they intended to use as a means of energizing their elite soldiers. I died and found myself on the backside of that critter as it tried to force its way through the hole my death had caused in the wall that held it back. I literally grabbed it by the tail and hauled it back through the portal.
What can you tell us about your latest adventure?
Well, it started as a story…
…but a mysterious little girl changed everything.
Then a dragon came to East Texas and they need a hero.
At the time I was an old man and thought my glory days were over but I was wrong. My life had just started…again.
There was princess Sarah back in my life again, and a bossy know it all sword and the evil dragon I thought I had killed and a library full of snaggled-tooth crayon eating munchkins.
Something had risen from my past and it was coming for the people I loved.Continue reading “Harry Ferguson (of The Princess Who Forgot She Was Beautiful, by William David Ellis)”