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The Golden Dragon of Argaron09:10 Dec 15 2017
Times Read: 266
Found this here: http://myths.e2bn.org/mythsandlegends/userstory21628-the-golden-dragon-of-argaron.html
and thought I'd share it :)
A myth submitted to the site by Daniella
Mt. Dora, USA
Somewhere far away in a land that no person has ever ventured, a golden dragon known as Argron lived in a cave of crystals and treasures. The dragon ruled the place, murdering and slaughtering the other creatures on the land who dared entered Argron's territory. Argron was a fearless and murderous dragon who didn't care for anyone or anything. If Argron were to stay on the island forever, all of the creatures would soon die and Argron would be the only creature living on the island. But Argron didn't know that if his murderous ways didn't end, the loss of all of the animals could result in his death as well.
A brave young man from Norway known as Lukas had heard of this dragon before as a child from stories and legends. Everybody he knew thougt he was pretty stupid for believing in such a tale, but Lukas believed the dragon existed. It was his wish to find this land and find the beast. Years passed, and Lukas turned 18. At that time, he knew how to create his own weapons and armor. Crafting all that he needed, he waited until night to steal a boat from his parents and venture off into the sea alone. Lukas was dedicated to finding this dragon.
He took one of the books from his childhood with him for directions. He had heard in one of his books that the dragon's island was somewhere far in the Norwegian Sea, hidden by pointed rocks and deep fog. He set sail into the sea, beginning his travels to find Argron and end the dragon's reign of terror. Days later, Lukas had yet to find anything. But he refused to give up. He had gotten so far, and wasn't going to turn back now. Soon enough, he found a certain area covered with sharp pointed stones and covered in fog. The legends were true. Lukas had found the dragon's lair.
Lukas's heart pounded in fear and excitement. His dream was coming true. But it wasn't easy entering the area. The rocks were so close together that the boat he was in hardly fit through. The fog was so thick, that even his lightest torch could hardly light the way. The farther he went, the thicker the fog got. Sprawled across the rocks were skeletons of animals and travelers that had tried to get to the same place Lukas was. Cracked helmets and broken swords surrounded the skeletons. They were people with the same ambitions as Lukas.
Bravely, Lukas made his way through the thickness of the fog and the roughness of the stone and stepped off of what was left of his boat and looked up. Amongst the sand and rocks was a large cave. Lukas ran towards the cave, but as he got closer and closer, he realized how high up the cave really was. There was no other way but to venture up the mountain. Lukas made his way to a rocky area near the mountain and began to climb. The rocks were sharp and rough, and dug deep into his skin. The pain was unbearable, but Lukas was dedicated. He wanted to follow his dreams.
He was halfway up and oh so close to reaching the top. Just as he thought it would all be over soon, a large black shadow passed by him, almost knocking him off from the cliff. He gripped hard onto the rock, preventing himself from falling. The black creature was huge. It had the wings of a bat and the head of a dog of some sort. Instead of a body, black smoke was pulsating out of the bottom half of it's body. Lukas jumped onto a rock easy enough to stand on and drew his sword, ready to face whatever beast this was.
The beast let out a terrible shreik, almost enough to make a man go deaf. Lukas cringed, knowing that this creature would be difficult to defeat. But he had a strong heart, and was willing to take the risk. As the creature swooped in to take a hit, Lukas swung his sword at it's neck, slicing it off. The animal screamed, it's smoky body falling into the darkness. Lukas stared down. He could have been killed. This adventure had just turned cold.
Finally, he made it to the end. The cave was right in front of him. Bones, dried blood and dead bodies surrounded the area around him. They led right into the cave. He followed the trail of corpses into the cave, looking around. As it got darker, he lit a torch. But the light wasn't enough. He had to trail on through the dark, without any way to see. But before all hope was lost, there was a glowing at the end of the cave. A bright golden color. This was it. He had found Argron.
The dragon lay still with it's tail curled over it's snout. It slept on a pile of gold, gems, and all sorts of valuable items. He slowly made his way closer, making sure to be absolutely quiet. But just as he was close enough, he tripped over a necklace of pearls, falling onto the stone ground with a loud thud that echoed through the cave. A loud growl rose from the dragon's throat as it lifted it's head. It's peircing gaze shone and stared right at Lukas.
He began to shake, drawing his sword from his back. This was the moment of truth. The dragon stood on all four legs, lifting it's head and let out a blood curdling roar that made Lukas's ears ring. Fearlessly, he ran forward towards Argron with his sword raised. He swung at the dragon's snout, leaving a large cut across it's nose. But it did absolutely nothing.
The dragon swung at Lukas with a large claw, slicing him in half with a single blow. Lukas had failed. The dragon had won. His dreams were crushed. It is said that Lukas's sorrow caused the sun to disappear through the winter in Norway. Legend has it that Argron still lives to this very day.
By Daniella
Who is Queen Mab?
05:08 Dec 15 2017
Times Read: 280
Question: Who is Queen Mab, mentioned by Mercutio in Romeo and Juliet, 1.4. Is she an original character from Shakespeare, or did she come from another source?
Answer: Shakespeare's reference to Queen Mab, the well-known fairy in Celtic (Irish) folklore -- famous centuries before Shakespeare -- was the first known reference to her in English literature. After Shakespeare introduced Mab the Fairy Queen to English poets, she became much loved. P.B. Shelley wrote a poem in nine cantos called Queen Mab in 1813.
Queen Mab, the ‘merry Queen’
05:05 Dec 15 2017
Times Read: 282
In Nymphidia, Drayton calls her Oberon’s ‘merry Queen’, and describes her chariot as it is made ready by her fairy attendants for a journey:
Four nimble gnats the horses were,
Their harnesses of gossamer,
Fly Cranion her charioteer
Upon the coach-box getting.
Her chariot of a snail’s fine shell,
Which for the colours did excel,
The fair Queen Mab becoming well,
So lively was the limning ;
The seat the soft wool of the bee,
The cover, gallantly to see,
The wing of a pied butterflee;
I trow ’twas simple trimming.
The wheels composed of crickets’ bones,
And daintily made for the nonce,
For fear of rattling on the stones
With thistle-down they shod it…
Shelley’s Queen Mab (1813) – despite its beginning in which he invokes Mab, the Queen of Spells – is an ideological poem in which he attacks the Monarchy, War, Commerce and Religion.
Queen Mab
05:04 Dec 15 2017
Times Read: 283
In Romeo and Juliet, Mercutio describes her thus:
She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate stone
On the fore-finger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Athwart men’s noses as they lie asleep;
Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners’ legs;
The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers;
Her traces, of the smallest spider’s web;
The collars, of the moonshine’s wat’ry beams;
Her whip of cricket’s bone; the lash, of film;
Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat,
Not half so big as a round little worm
Prick’d from the lazy finger of a maid.
Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut,
Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,
Time out o’ mind the fairies’ coachmakers.
And in this state she gallops night by night…
Yallery Brown the Fairy sings...and mischief he brings.
05:02 Dec 15 2017
Times Read: 284
‘Loss and mischance and Yallery Brown
You’ve let yourself out from under a stone.’
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Aclahayr
20:54 Jan 15 2020
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