Beware the dragon fly!

You must be wondering, why should you be beware of this ‘thing’ well I’ll explain why.

The dragon fly is extremely dangerous, if it stings you, your blood will be boiling like its on fire, like an infection  in fact. Even as it stings you your skin will suddenly be getting scales and the only way to cure it is to apply a mix of honey, salty water, apple juice, and bits of banana peel, it may sound weird but it works.

Now onto its looks. Its eyes are like the eyes of Pikachu yeah, its skin has layers of red, velvet fur like a shape of a rose and the wings are like pointy, fresh leaves that’s just been picked. And lastly, its tail is as pointy as a thorn for exact, it is a huge thorn even bigger than others.

Ok now the things it likes, it loves orange juice and apple seeds, usually when it eats it, it will get more stronger and healthier. Its home is somewhere within the forests of Spanda, If you find any clues of this insect please contact us on our website www.dragonflyclues.co.uk , we are hoping to stop the harm of these creatures so contacting us will be a big help.

 The Undiscovered Emporium

There are places barely anyone visits, it’s just like the Emporium, but a great place…

Chapter one-The entrance

Once, and just once, a girl named Ophelia saw a poster fly by, and quickly caught it! She read it and what it announced had muddled up her brain to mystery. “The undiscovered Emporium has now been discovered, but we need to find its unknown location and its mystique key.”

She couldn’t believe it herself as so she thought it was actually true, although other people thought it was just a random bluff. She had a recap in her mind, her mother had told her this Emporium is a place nobody should enter, not even worlds bravest people, its undiscovered so it shall stay shut.

Ophelia didn’t want to listen to her mother’s words, so to find out the Emporium, she must keep it a secret.

She was a happy, and healthy girl who lived in a tiny cottage with her mum, although her dad was gone, completely gone.

The next day, she went for a walk and suddenly spotted a sign carving out ‘Fairy town’. She was curious about it and carried on and stayed cautious. To be honest, it wasn’t that scary, it was like taking a stroll by a peaceful town. Ahead, I suddenly saw people with wings! Reminds me of fairy’s! She bolted as fast as she could and suddenly bumps into a brick wall. She rubs her head in pain and turns but suddenly spots an open door.

She was super afraid to walk in, but she did and it was the Emporium…It was like a dream! Its like different realms in one. A beach, jungle, forest, island, and there was a shelf in each realms saying what’s for sale, but in the middle of all realms, there was a leather book laying down. Ophelia was eager to see what was inside the book.

Chapter two-The owner

Just before she opened the book a old man came from the darkness and approached her. “ My name is Richard Ambersteel, “ with a stuck throat “ I see you’ve come to my Emporium, everything on the shelves are for sale, not the book,” He advertised. ”Who are you? Ophelia asked frightenedly, “and what are you doing here?” she was as petrified as a hiding squirrel. She realized something unusual, Ophelia stared at him, his face was wrinkles with pimples, his hair was a explosion of bird feathers, his clothing was regular but dusty, and she saw a badge “OWNER” . Then she pretty much know who he is now, but Ophelia was still pretty surprised.

He looked around and then looked at her, then suddenly disappeared like a magicians rabbit. She noticed she was alone, holding my breath, but still remained in the same area. Staring at the book, Ophelia just opened it without warning. She was confused, completely confused. It was just a regular picture book with a picture pf a parrot, but no words.

The parrot turned in the book and Ophelia was screaming wild like a lions roar then shut herself. She looked back at the book then saw a sudden grey parrot flapping its wings above the book. The parrot said “this way,” and Ophelia followed it. She was lead to a closed book with pen beside it.

“Open it, pick you page, and start the art,” and she opened it. She picked the beach and drew a man walking with their dog. Tropical trees growing mangos, a pile of seashells and a giant sandcastle. “Now look.” And my drawings were reality. She was enthusiastic to draw more. She turned to the forest , drew a tiny path leading to a tiny cottage, and ran to the cottage like meeting her home again .

If I were summoned to create a treasure

I would take:

The bubble popping from a volcano,

the tear of a dragon

and the last parts of a star before it bursts.

The scent of mint green leaves before they die,

the mind of a turtle

and the gold by a rainbow.

The mass of a black hole

the water of the deep ocean

and snow from earths coldest place.

The lava from the sun,

the vase from the ancient Romans

and weapons from our worlds’ first war.

The hair from the first human ever,

the diamonds from Neptune

and rocks from Jupiter.

The acid of an unknown cave,

the eyes of a dangerous tiger

and buckets of clouds.

The feathers of a Pegasus,

the despair of a fire

and the last words of Jesus.

The castle of doors

Go and open the red door,

Maybe there is –

a field of poppies,

Scarlet petals whooshing

or strawberries growing.

Go and open the black door,

Maybe there is

car tiers rolling around,

crows cawing

or shadows following you everywhere.

Go and open the pink door,

Maybe there is

a bunch of candy floss stands,

flamingos balancing

or cherry blossom trees stature.

Go and open the green door,

Maybe there is

a fresh mint scent,

rare emerald statues

or spiky cactus trees.

Go and open the blue door,

Maybe there is

a humongous river flowing by

dolphins splashing

or the moon being Neptune.

Go and open the orange door,

Maybe there is

a whole basketball court,

a plate of baked beans

or a pot of goldfishes.