Written for the Crowdfunding Creative Jam.
There are two types of dragons. Wild dragons, who choose to roam Siaral, and farm dragons, who have accepted the Breeders as their helpers. Don’t ever think that anyone truly owns a dragon, because that is impossible. The farm dragons have just decided that they can do more if they are working with the races of the Web. My mother, though, remembers a time when there were no farms and no farm dragons. She remembers a time when the dragons were still deciding what they wanted from us, because it would have been easy enough for them to survive without our help. In the end several of the races realised they wanted to do more than just survive.
One of the breeds who came to us were the Peacock Dragons. Named by the fae after the bird their wings were based upon, they are one of the most unusual breeds of dragon on Siaral. The majority of the breeds the fae created have membrane wings while the Peacock Dragons’ wings are feathered. I think that’s part of the reason they chose to become farm dragons. According to their records, which we’ve written down for safe keeping, there are ten families of Peacock Dragons, but they readily admit it’s possible there are other families out in the wild somewhere who have chosen to keep to themselves.
Really, that’s the main problem we have. No one is quite certain how many dragons there are, how many breeds, how many different families there are of the breeds we know about, and it makes things difficult. A couple of Breeders made the journey to Athare, in an attempt to find out more, but apparently that knowledge is something that only those who need to know are taught. It angered us all. Who needs to know about the dragons more than the people who were given the task of looking after them? However they did manage to make contact with a World Walker, who will do her best to help us find out what we need to know. Until then we had no idea the World Walkers even exist, but if she does manage to bring us the information we need we will be forever grateful to her.
With the Peacock Dragons we’re slowly learning how best to look after them. They chose my family to be their helpers and I own the farm that my grandmother created, because my mother wasn’t interested in the dragons. She travelled to one of the other continents to work with the elemental birds, a creature we didn’t even know existed until the dragons told us about them, as the other thing we know very little about is the world we were given by the fae. We’ve been here nearly three hundred years now and we didn’t even know that there were other continents where other Breeders work with other creatures. I wish that the fae had cared enough about us to give us the information we needed about the world we’re on and the creature we share it with, but they didn’t.
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.
