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THE PHOENIX ARK PRESS FREE BOOK SCANDAL, KICKSTARTER AND THE END OF WRITERS AND HONOUR?!

It really is a scandal. Are readers here just a bunch of inveterate scumbags who have no honour and what or who do you actually care about, apart from getting something for free? I exclude the passionate friends and readers helping and backing two Kickstarter projects. But the fact is that when I ran a Free books promotions to support the Light of The White Bear project, with the generosity and passion I have always given here in poetry, essays and ideas at Phoenix, OVER 7000 COPIES OF THE SIGHT, FELL AND THE CO-EDITION were downloaded from Amazon! Delighted that those books and stories live and circulate, but I asked you to give back too, to support a Kickstarter project, with whatever you could afford and hardly saw the Back This Project button being pressed or the stats shooting up! The value of those books, in fact donating just 99p per book, could well have taken Light of The White Bear into the black and made a publishing kickstarter project succeed. I am angry for my backers too.

Is that how you live, how you find your pride, in our something-for-nothing world and do you care about how authors survive or work? I have told you about a monumental publishing battle, about being betrayed by an editor I loved in New York, and a so called best friend in London too, that struck at all the values in my stories. I have told you about fighting back, resisting an attack on free speech, held in the chains of contracts in New York, and even fighting proven perjury in the New York Supreme Court last year. But how do you respond, you lurk about loving only the sad story and then pounce in to get your free goodies and return nothing but you own lack of shame! It may be coming from word of mouth around Amazon, it may be those semi-criminal pirate elements who hope to profit, in our awful internet culture, but is the same culture of greed and opportunism that will swallow the planet and cares about little. Well, since my anger is now like a flame, YOU might start feeling a little ashamed, good readers, do something real for a change and come in and support DRAGON IN THE POST now and writers and artists at Kickstarter too by GOING THERE AND BACKING THE PROJECT

David Clement-Davies

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FACEBOOK STRATEGY MEETINGS, GOODREADS AND KICKSTARTING A DRAGON ADVENTURE!

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Only five days in and the little Dragon is flying at 27%. Good meeting yesterday too, many thanks to all who came, although many apologies if I failed to keep the right Facebook page open! It’s the same syndrome of getting a block for ‘friend’ invites, in trying to navigate Social Media at all and break back out. Bit of a dragon or dinosaur here. Therefore an open apology to Facebook people if I have irritated you. I’m sorry.

Especially younger fans and a brilliant ‘Street Team’ were right in saying several things yesterday though. Firstly I can’t lean on them too much and must lead the way myself, (being Top Author and David Clement-Davies (!)) which first and foremost means appealing to my fans and those who know my stories, because why else would people be interested or back Dragon In The Post? Of course there’s a wider ambition in Kickstarting Phoenix Ark Press too, several projects, even cross supporting Kickstarter projects with other authors, artists and illustrators and the idea of ‘Paying it Forward’ as well. I hope the Dragon Street Team will remember that, in talking about work for younger and older, but I doubt that is what appeals first and the first goal is to hatch a Dragon In The Post, and get it out to you, in the post.

The absolute key is the passion of friends and fans then, thus love of books and stories, so also finding the right forum for it all. So despite the outreach, that isn’t necessarily Facebook at all, but Goodreads. (Thank you Kelly and SJand S for that inspiring comment yesterday up at Kickstarter). But at Goodreads I’m working on my page and also just beginning to upload books that I loved and love. I’ve also created a new group there PHOENIX ARK PRESS AND KICKSTARTING GRASS ROOTS PUBLISHING and am starting to send out invites. Poor you. Do come and talk my and your favourite books though, publishing ideas, the Dragon project, whatever you like! I have put some Rules up too. One day I will get the hang of all this and change back, like the Beast in Beauty, I hope, from ruthless or sad Social Media self-promoter, to someone who can share many ideas, adventures and stories. What I want to do is find the space to write. So “Join the story, become part of the adventure” and you can do it more actively too by watching a film, and bumping that target before 26 days elapse by GOING TO DRAGON IN THE POST

Thank you.

DCD – PA PRESS

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KICKSTARTER, DRAGON IN THE POST AND TOPPING YOURSELF ON CAMERA!

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A great and brave start, but the truth of kickstarter and reaching targets, only when any money is drawn down, is much harder while if Dragon In The Post doesn’t build momentum right now, it could easily fail. We are at 26%, which ironically may put people off supporting itself. That would be completely wrong though, not least because the ambition is to go beyond the 6k, open a door on a whole publishing project and bring out Light of The White Bear, Looking For Edmund Shakespeare and many projects together.

Also the received wisdom is ‘no talk of the past‘, a professional video that stays up for the duration and so on. Yet the statistics show that only 73 have watched the video for Dragon In The Post so far, and those that do love it, although the average views only reach 30% of the entire film. As opposed to over 700 that viewed the very personal talks on the Light of The White Bear project, with an average of 50% watched! Is that because people really like the pain of the personal, a sad publishing and private story, and to the shame of those following this publishing blog?! THAT’S YOU! Is it better to weep, top yourself or set fire to the room, than to just engage in the passionate and professional? I hope not, and never surrender, while there is still plenty of time to turn everything around and work some magic. Momentum is vital though.

Be good Phoenix supporters then, come back as backers of Light of The White Bear and both spread the word and BACK THIS PROJECT by CLICKING HERE

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JUST A DAY IN, ALREADY 24% FUNDED AND DRAGON IN THE POST MAKES IT ONTO THE POPULAR PAGES AT KICKSTARTER

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A round of applause for the first day’s outing at Kickstarter and a thank you for all your support too. Dragon In The Post has already reached the ‘popular’ pages at Kickstarter, as you can see at https://www.kickstarter.com/discover/popular?ref=popular

You will have to scroll down though, since there are many projects jostling for attention, recognition and support. The hard truth then is the need for powerful momentum and pushing up the target immediately, also to open a doorway on many projects. I can only do that if the support comes now. Is it only about success breeding success, people wanting to be part of something? Who knows, but I hope you will see it is all done from the heart and I am trying to talk through the noise of the net. Perhaps we can all learn from the experience.

The project URL itself is https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1159695087/dragon-in-the-post

Likes are great, spreading the word better but if people don’t put their support where their mouth is, by pressing that little green button and encouraging others to as well, then a grass roots publisher is just a dream. Please kindly the little dragon’s fire then and ‘Join the story, become part of the adventure.

DCDx

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DRAGON IN THE POST LAUNCHES, TODAY, ST GEORGE’S DAY, D-DAY (Dragon Day) AND SHAKESPEARE’S BIRTHDAY TOO!

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HAPPY SHAKESPEARE’S BIRTHDAY EVERYONE and hooray to the launch of a new Kickstarter project for David Clement-Davies, DRAGON IN THE POST, but also an entire grass roots publishing project. You can go straight there by CLICKING HERE or using the URL below

Can we really create ‘your publisher’ though, start a fire out there and break through the digitised tyranny of publishing these days, which includes so many being unheard on blogs or Facebook? Do visit and see the film, or in this case films because there’s one about Edmund Shakespeare too, BACK THIS PROJECT, and it’s essential that we build up early momentum, SHARE and fight for writers and artists beyond just one highly praised author. It runs for 30 days but this time it’s make or break. “Join the story, become part of the adventure.”

Come to a talk about it all on Saturday April 26th too, starting 6pm London time, at David’s Facebook page.

GOOD LUCK DRAGON IN THE POST AND PHOENIX ARK PRESS AND THANK YOU ALL FOR WHATEVER YOU CAN DO!

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KICKSTARTER COMES GOOD FOR DRAGON LAUNCH TOMORROW AND THE STREET TEAM GROWS!

Well, at least a very courteous reply from Kickstarter about both a ‘raffle‘ and mooted charity element I put in the project, Dragon In The Post, and the OK to launch too. Tomorrow, April 23rd, so be there, or be square! 18 are already coming to the Facebook chat too on Saturday, 6pm London time, and 10 Maybes, but do come.

I still don’t quite agree that five specially illustrated ‘Invitations‘ hidden in books sent out, like that ‘Golden Ticket‘ in Roald Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory can be perceived as a raffle. It was for magic and excitement and offering a reader a chance to work with me or an illustrator on something, after I took out the monetary element of up to £150 of books. There we are. Kickstarter have to abide by Amazon guidelines themselves, which shows why big business is so obsessed with dominating the platforms, and projects can be denied funding even if they hit their targets, if it is considered they have or had breached guidelines. I agree with anti gambling and raffle rules, it’s just I don’t think five special invites and thus unique rewards constitute the Barclay’s Bank libor-rate fixing scandal! It was about art, communication and creativity.

As for the charity element they were sympathetic to the spirit of it, though it was always couched purely in terms of holding a conversation about the future of Phoenix Ark Press, if there is one, but it is something they watch on projects across the board. To quote “Kickstarter is meant as a home for creative projects, and while we definitely understand the desire to be charitable, unfortunately that’s outside of our scope for projects that fund through our site.” That conversation can easily be had elsewhere but it does seem we create a system where the first and sometimes only criteria is money, as the great machine rolls on, mind you it could embroil any crowd funder in all sorts of disputes later.

Also wonderful news yesterday though about reaching potentially 1500 on Deviant Art, via a bookselling friend! Great stuff and even more chance to make a project soar, especially engaging what Sheila Ruth at Imaginator pointed out is often called a Kickstarter ‘Street Team‘. I love that idea, if we are really to crack one book project but also begin to build a grass roots publisher, or if that is even possible, and hope all those who backed Light of The White Bear are part of The Dragon In The Post Street team. Especially some younger backers, who know who they are, and have been so supportive and important.

So let’s kick arse!

DCD

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COME TO A PARTY AND A PUBLISHING CONVERSATION!

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I am afraid there are no nibbles or delicious cocktails available but you are all most cordially invited to a Facebook Event, next Saturday April 26th at 6pm London Time. (Facebook has my setting at UTC+1 for some reason, so watch those timings and sorry to make you calculate the Time difference). Please send me a Friend Request there under my name David Clement-Davies and I think it will last about an hour and a half.

It’s the first event I’ve ever done and 10 are coming already, since I launched last night, so I hope to have 70 people by next weekend. It is firstly to celebrate the launch of Dragon In The Post next Wednesday but also to discuss the wider issues of a Publishing Adventure and trying to break through as a grass roots publisher at Phoenix Ark Press, as you will see in a film. So we can talk my books and stories, this new project but also the possibility of involvement for readers, writers, editors and illustrators.

Come ready to be contentious too, if you like, and question if what I am aiming at can even be done! Criticism is as valuable as anything else, but whatever issue comes up I hope we can knock around ideas about a project, Kickstarter, publishing, art, writing, the problems of the Internet and Crowd Funding too. So it will have some use and inspiration for you. Love to see you all ‘there’ in Cyberspace and one day perhaps we’ll meet at a London launch party too.

David Clement-Davies

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KICKSTARTER AND AUTHORS FIGHTING BACK? – THE PHOENIX ARK CULTURAL ESSAY

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THE LESSONS OF CROWD FUNDING AND FIGHTING THROUGH THE NOISE OF THE INTERNET

Any value to this article comes out of direct experience of trying to fund a book project on Kickstarter for Light of The White Bear but also echoing the battle being fought in the US now and across the world against Digitisation and the likes of Google effectively stealing work and putting it up for free. It is of course a changed landscape since the arrival of the web, that has altered so much socially and commercially and been a particular threat not just to writers but artists of all kinds, from musicians to photographers and visual artists too. The problem is we all seem to be implicated in that ‘culture for free‘ mentality, the white noise of the Internet too. Which is why I was so shocked at one acquaintance delighting in the ease and accessibility of his Kindle, which on the positive side had increased his own reading, yet being so casual about having downloaded 4,000 books for free. Perhaps you don’t wake up to a thing until you are directly effected yourself, like all those anti Piracy campaigns in Cinemas, back with the dinosaurs, but it is a very serious challenge to any kind of real culture, surely always something shared, and to the individual artist too. It echoes doubts about whether Facebook and the rest really connect us at a deeply human level, or more often give us a chance to put up only a mirror to the most successful or prettiest versions of ourselves, while we hide other truths in the shadows. So can you get over that 15 minutes of fame or Marshall McLuhan “medium is the message” truth and actually use the thing itself to change the medium?

Firstly there is the problem of writers and artists simply surviving, which in fact was always a very tough business. Do artists really have any more right than any one else though? I suppose that might depend on the artist, or whether you think poets are, as Shelley said, ‘the unacknowledged legislators of the world‘. Or if it is troubling that the likes of Van Gogh spent his life on the edge of poverty, wonder and madness, broken by the system, only to find his work one day worth tens of millions and hanging on the walls of slick Merchant banks. History and especially the history of the art market is too full of such ironies to dwell on it too long. Less than 5% of authors reach any kind of position where they can really live off their work alone, yet even back in the 16th Century, when the very idea of authorial copyright began to emerge with the new printing technology, booksellers, poets and writers made their way with kinds of private patronage, a bit like Kickstarter. One was a Southwark boatman called John Taylor, the self styled ‘water poet‘, whose verse is pretty much doggerel, rowing the river Thames in the wake of the likes of Kit Marlowe and Will Shakespeare, on Bankside. But who raised shillings and pence to take his work into print and at least it is one of the great historical sources. He also spent too much time, in the highly personal and often bitchy world of ‘letters’, pursuing those who promised backing and never coughed up! Shakespeare found his real and powerful patrons and his playhouse at The Globe and was wise enough to stay behind the scenes and stay true to his genius. Although Shakespeare certainly had a head for money and business. The fact is nowadays though, with super Capitalism and such vast and increasing inequality, the very idea of the patron is pretty much frowned on, so what steps into the breach, dear friends?

The only equivalent of that Printing Press revolution though, that so engaged in the battles of the Reformation too, is right now, over four hundred years later, with the arrival of the Internet, Twitter, Facebook, WordPress, Kickstarter and the rest. Such a challenge to Governments with the likes of Wiki leaks and to tyrannies too, in examples in the Middle East. Perhaps it is reassuring that time goes back and fourth but how do you balance that laudable desire to give the world something for free, in those racing to put up the code of the Human genome before big business, especially in America, could exercise its ‘right’ to make money and patent, or Dr Salk, who gave out the Polio vaccine and said you had no more right to patent it than patent sunlight, with a writer’s desire both to find readers and to make a living too? Or indeed a painter’s, an actor’s or a singer’s? Just to note that my novel Firebringer, that has reviews that might make it one of those ‘Penguin classics’ is now out of hard copy print in the UK. I think partly because I refused to play the game, took back my e-book rights for all my novels, but partly because in the shifting sands of editors seeking promotion, leaving publishing houses, very few seem to stand up for anything nowadays.

So to Kickstarter, which here was partly a positive and partly negative exercise. Negative because it was an exhausting month and failed to hit the target of £6,000 to publish Light of The White Bear properly. It is not a large target, for someone who commented it is so easy to ‘self publish‘ these days or raised an eyebrow that any author should be so arrogant as to actually draw some funds to live on while editing! Perhaps instinct and experience rail against that because art is one removed from business, in the sense of trying to quantify what spirit or vision are actually ‘worth’. As to ‘self publishing’ it was done under the label of Phoenix Ark Press and it is not at all easy to ‘self publish’. The vast majority of ebooks or POD books disappear without a trace, leaving the litter out there on the internet too and if many are satisfied with finding a readership of say a hundred, good for them indeed, but for people used to being well published and having a powerful voice it can be soul destroying. Perhaps that’s something about ambition too, because every book or work of art has to earn its own readers. It is why Phoenix Ark attempted to build a community though, to be an unusual publisher, which is something that actually wrestles with the real work of writing and storytelling.

The positive came most strongly from younger readers, which is perhaps about something else entirely, namely remembering again that the most essential connection is writer to reader. Then the spirit of some people, often complete strangers, that stands in such contrast to those who once called themselves friends, or indeed have a great deal of money. I was simply amazed how people with very little could be so much more generous than those with far more, in fact and in spirit, but perhaps that is a life lesson about the salt of the earth, or how the years shut you off. It is never exactly fun not achieving a thing and yet, to be fair, I asked that question myself, namely if one ‘patron’ had come in to raise the 35% hit to 100% in the 11th hour, was that what I was really looking for? I wouldn’t have looked a gift horse in the mouth, I think, and it would not have let down fans either, but the real answer is no. What I am looking for is both practical backing, money, but real spirit too, energy, communication and essentially achieving something unique by reaching and I hope inspiring many people. Because that will itself ensure some kind of immediate readership again, as well as making one project happen, but perhaps kindling some kind of fire and passion out there too.

That is why when a new project launches next week, Dragon in The Post, on both St George’s Day and Shakespeare’s birthday, April 23rd, a film also appeals once again to the idea of building a grass roots publisher, in one sense ‘your publisher‘, to try and break through those disconnected boxes, that I think the internet has so much created everywhere. We think we are communicating with ‘the world‘, when very often we aren’t at all, we are talking sadly to ourselves. Which is precisely why Platforms are the new battle ground, commanding them, and why I found it so depressing when I first started exploring publishing that an Amazon executive could write to me gloating over the fact that Amazon, where I do publish ebooks, had just pushed the US bookstore chain Borders into Chapter 11 bankruptcy. Capitalism may or may not be better than many systems, but if it is one that only ‘takes no prisoners‘ in the race for money, we will all end up by being impoverished. Just as one new backer commented yesterday that it is a new kind of fascism if we are controlled by cynical and soulless executives, just interested in their pay cheques and jobs, and artists are not paid. It is about more than being paid though, it is about really being heard!

If it works, both as a project and a wider ‘business’ model, it is about attempting to call to writers, artists and illustrators too and give back to them as well, either supporting their Kickstarting or bringing them in, and I hope I can stay true to the spirit in which it was founded! It has failed so far in any grandiose sense, yet has I think built something of quality and with a voice. Is it possible though, or are the always skeptical voices right to scoff or hide in the wings and say for instance that Kickstarter is ‘yesterday’s news‘. It shows how surface we can be, how fad driven, but if Kickstarter raised a billion in pledges by the start of this year, or even The Globe theatre has now turned to Kickstarter to fund their traveling Hamlet, in every country in the world, it is not yesterday’s news, it is in fact the growing pattern of funding and involvement for the future and certainly not just in the world of artists or writers. The Globe project is unique in that a major institution is turning to Kickstarter, with a rather fine film of traveling players singing ‘a begging we will go‘ but then Phoenix Ark Press has long been begging to be heard over quite unique work on Edmund Shakespeare, Bankside and Southwark and also approached the Globe about it, much to find the usual institutional response. Then the sadness of it is reflected in a friend emailing a link to a new book rising high in the Huffington Post charts on the top ten things you never knew about Shakespeare, starting with the fact that he even had a brother called Edmund. I was never approached about it and you cannot sue for copyright infringement on fact, but I seriously wonder where it came from. We’ll see, because in fact there are several mistakes here which need to be corrected, simply for the purpose of real scholarship. I have always noted that my first knowledge of where Edmund was staying in 1607 actually came from Professor Allan Nelson at Berkeley and a talk about the Token Books at Southwark Cathedral and to his students at The Globe.

Kickstarter though, beyond the gloss of success stories like Neil Young hitting his target and far more in a day, and good for him, is just a well designed and supported website. Just as a Kindle or Nook are really nothing more remarkable than screens, as we start to see the content again, beyond the snazzy, over important technology. A very good model too, because it does not allow you to draw any funds unless the whole target is reached and so energy and quality to leach away. But nor does it block the idea of trying again and so potentially growing and growing that fan and backer base. Which is why it was so positive to get such useful feed back and the spirit that said ‘try again‘, to create I hope a kind of fellowship, that could make many journeys either on Kickstarter, at Phoenix Ark press or elsewhere. Although having tried for five years alone with Phoenix in a hugely personal and painful publishing battle too and having lost almost everything doing so, except a pen and a piece of paper (well, a keyboard!), there are only so many times you can try the same thing without being labelled sad or nuts.

Kickstarter is different though, because it gives specific project targets, that you should have in any business anyway, but allowing a medium to try and kickstart something much bigger and more visionary. Although what that is really about is the people involved, both me and you, and the integrity of the work we can or can’t produce together. I hope you will see that, when you see the new project up on line, which has also been designed specifically drawing on the talent and creations of fans. There are over 130 dedicated followers at Phoenix, who see articles published instantly, but many, many more visitors, so do come and visit. But consider doing more than ‘Liking‘, nice as that is. I have over 400 followers at Goodreads too and now over 500 friends on Facebook, though I must go through that and define what I actually mean by friendship. I will never pay, for instance, like David Cameron or cynical business, for ‘likes‘, as I keep getting emails encouraging me to, with the temptation of somehow suddenly going ‘viral’. Just as I resisted allowing WordPress to jump my site with their own advertising.

This project I hope shares a fire about one book, but many possibilities and ideas, about the chance of a future, and also returns to that idea of people who back it becoming Friends of Phoenix Ark press, with rewards, news and discounts too here. But I hope it’s a journey, an adventure, that can bring many real things, not just digitalised words, made out of HTML number coding, crackling pointlessly through the electric ether.

David Clement-Davies April 2014

The picture is a public domain Wikepedia image of the original Globe by Hollar, although the whole map of Bankside needs to reassessed and can be with work about Edmund Shakespeare, The Vine tavern and it’s links to St Margaret’s Church and The Brotherhood of Our Lady of Assumption. That work Phoenix Ark certainly retains moral copyright in.

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STILL TIME TO JOIN THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE WHITE BEAR AT NO COST AT ALL!

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30 Hours to go and the company still rising!

If you go to Kickstarter and back the Light of The White Bear project still though, win or lose, you’ll be in the Company and ‘fellowship of The White Bear’ and David Clement-Davies, Clare Bell, who has kindly donated a copy of Ratha’s Creature for pledges over £45, one of JRR Tolkien’s illustrators himself, Roger Garland and a fine grew of artists, photographers, playwrights, ecologists, passionate fans and backers. A brave crew that could re-open an entire doorway on brilliant ideas here too, engagement and real art at Phoenix Ark Press. It would bring many things down the road. Come to the party!

Phoenix Ark Press always needed you though, and STILL DOES, and the support in these last melting hours will determine whether this is the end of the road or not. It has been a battle too for free speech. Perhaps fans can see it like this though, at 100 pledges of just £20 it would double instantly and you would be paying little more than you would in the shops anyhow. Although you would get a signed copy, copies of artwork, could have your name in the front of the book, alongside a favourite animal, would help raise awareness on Global Warming, and be part of so much more: Like Dragon in the Post, Amazon Rat, The Christmas Code and unique work on Edmund Shakespeare too, William’s brother, and London. That’s why, even if you don’t believe it will make 100%, and it still can, it’s important you come on board now, at effectively no cost either if the total isn’t reached, because then I will write to everyone right at the end about future projects.

Go on, put your finger where you heart is and Back This Project by CLICKING HERE AND JOINING THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE WHITE BEAR

Thank you.

DCD

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NEXT (VERY LATE) INSTALMENT OF DRAGON IN THE POST!

CHAPTER FIVE
Gareth’s heart was in his mouth, as he clasped the saddle pommel and the wind streaked through his hair, but despite his absolute terror, oh what joy, what bliss, what heaven, to be riding a real live dragon. He was a Dragon Warrior now, a lord of the air, and ahead of him the clouds and the blue swept out like a magic carpet, and in the distance rose the glittering towers of mighty Pendolis, like a hundred drawn swords.
The noise in his ears was of the rushing winds, but dimly below him, Gareth became aware of shouts and looked down proudly to see Sao and Sarissa, the Dragoman, Mordollon and all the others pointing up at him in wonder. He felt so proud to be astride this great black beast, after he had used the trick that he had read about in a fragment of The Very Dangerous Book, despite his mounting horror of how high he was now. The others must have been two hundred feet below, and even the dragons looked like sheep, with the terrifying change of perspective.
Gareth tried to calm his nerves, and breathe evenly, as his Godfather had taught him once climbing a tree in the country, but clutching that pommel, as the beast’s enormous scaly black wings flapped beside him, like two huge leathery sheets, Gareth Marks suddenly felt a little sick. The reason was, having no lasso, he had no reins either to steer the thing and now the dragon’s behaviour seemed to be changing. Underneath him, Gareth sensed the force of the gigantic, living animal, for the muscles along its spine seemed to be rippling beneath the saddle. Strange noises were coming from it too, grunts and groans, interspersed with great roars, as huge fire jets flashed out in front of it, warming the air that was streaming into Gareth’s face.
‘”Where are you going?” he cried suddenly, “isn’t this a bit fast?”
Gareth wished he hadn’t asked it because as it flew the beast’s back suddenly arched, as a roar came from its belly, as if from some terrible subterranean depth, and Gareth was bounced upwards in the saddle. It seemed the creature, climbing out of the stockade, had not even been aware of his presence and now that it was, Gareth sensed some evil, primordial light awake in its eyes and mind. It’s back bucked again, and then to the boy’s horror it’s great clubbed tail flicked up and forwards, smashing onto the saddle right next to him. It was trying to get its rider off, all right.
“Oh no you don’t” cried Gareth furiously, but even as he did, the Dragon dipped its right wing and to Gareth’s utter horror the creature flipped upside down in mid-air. What had been pure joy suddenly turned to near disaster, for Gareth was hanging in space, two hundred feet above his certain death. His left hand clutched the pummel though and luckily his right had managed to slip between the saddle and the dragon, so he had some purchase.
It was like riding one of those adventure playground pulleys, as the twelve year old was born along, feeling an agonising ache in his arms, but just as he was about to let go, the dragon flipped once more and he crashed back into the saddle with a winded groan. The Dragon had not given up trying to dismount him though, and now its roars and fire jets were getting stronger and more frequent, so poor Gareth was carried through a never-ending cloud of flame. But still the brave boy held on, clamping his legs as tight as he could to the saddle, determined to conquer the beast. The very thought seemed to travel through his gripping knees into the creature’s being and with that the black dragon suddenly roared and lifted, straight upwards, and began to climb.
It was like some rocket, and faster and faster it got, so now Gareth’s legs were trailing behind him. His eyes were watering furiously now, and he wanted to reach into his pocket to find some scrap of a clue as to how to handle this thing, but he knew if he let one hand go he would be lost. A terrible sadness suddenly enfolded him, that his dragon adventure should end like this, when the boy suddenly felt a tingling and then distinctly heard a voice. “Garreth. Listen Gareth Marks, and don’t think, just name it. You can only ride it if you name it.”
“Lethera,” whispered Gareth, “Is that you, Lethera? Where are you?”
“In Blistag, but outside, Gareth” came a distant, gentle female voice “For you are above the Seer guard now. I’ll try to cut a way in. But Quick. Your mind must talk to it.”
The reassuring voice was gone, and the furious wind was screeching, but as they rose together Gareth tried to think of the creature he was trying to ride. ‘”Name it?” he cried desperately, “But name it what?” Now Gareth started to think about the animal. About its giant scaly wings, and great black form, about its huge clubbed tail, and claws on four enormous feet. “Blear..” he sputtered, as the words seemed to come unbidden to his mind, “Blackeer”. But the infuriated dragon was still climbing.
There was something about the terrible intensity of the experience that made Gareth’s mind focus and now he began to think about what he had done in the compound. About its teeth, and its head pinned there by that line in the dust, and about the look he had seen in its bewildered eyes. But the dragon was almost vertical now, and Gareth’s hands were slipping and he was losing his grip. “Blaaa…Bleagar…”” but it was no good.
“BLARAGAK” the boy suddenly cried, and even as he did, it was as if he was becoming part of the creature, “Slow Blaragak.”
Instantly Gareth felt the creature relax and suddenly it was slowing and breaking out of its ascent. Again Gareth was sitting high on its back, as it dipped and its head swung left and right, as though it was seeking instructions.
“Turn, Blaragak,” cried Gareth Marks, commandingly, “Turn back to Pendolis.”
Almost before the words came out, the great black dragon was turning, like a mighty ship in the sea of air, tilting its wings only slightly, so that is descent was slow and measured and again Gareth began to enjoy the extraordinary feeling of riding a dragon. He thought he dimly heard the sound of cheers and clapping, from somewhere far below, but now Blaragak’s great wings were flapping slowly and gracefully, and Pendolis came into view again and began to grow in the young Dragon Warrior’s sight, the burning red ball of the sun like a fire-coal behind it.
“Thank you, Blaragak,” Gareth found himself saying in his mind, without even talking, and those muscles beneath him seemed to ripple approvingly, “I mean you no harm.”
“Good, Gareth,” heard the boy, but it wasn’t Blaragak’s voice, but Lethera’s again, “but there’s danger. HE is close, the Black Warlock, so beware, Gareth. I will try to come, but I…”
As the dragon descended though, the little voice was gone again and Gareth felt that ache.Gareth suddenly felt like a god though, high over the citadel, his mind crystal clear and in tune with the vast powerhouse of a creature beneath him. He sat upright, and now his fear had gone, his sight took in all around him, and with one free hand, his left, he found himself stroking the dragon’s scales.
Ahead, on the ramparts of Pendolis, he could see people pointing and shouting and enjoying the spectacle and, as they drew nearer, he saw a row of Dragon Maidens, and in the centre, none other than Mordana. Gareth remembered Bouchebold’s words about standing out in Pendolis, and felt even prouder and as he did found himself thinking how very beautiful the Lady Mordana was. The crystal on her forehead seemed to be glowing and as he saw the approving smile on her face, he seemed to hear Leretha’s voice again, though different and more beautiful. “Well done, young Warrior, we have need of your kind now.” But as Gareth began to look among the turrets and courtyards of the citadel for somewhere to land safely, he found himself talking to Blaragak again, as they sailed in towards a high balcony, and tall open window.
“I’m an Outlander, Blaragak, called Gareth. I’m from London. I know you’ve been wounded, but where did you originally…”
Even as he asked the question though Gareth felt a terrible cold in his left hand, the hand touching the dragon, and suddenly everything around Gareth was dark. In that void of night, Gareth saw a face, so cruel and furious it looked like the devil himself and the man had flame filled eyes, as terrible as any dragon.
“No,” cried Gareth “the Black Warlock. You serve the Black Warlock himself, Blaragak. The Evil is here.”
There was a bitter, offended scream, as if the dragon had been shot out of the air, and it lurched so violently to one side that Gareth, who had relaxed his hold of the pummel, was thrown off completely. He found himself flying straight through that window, on a turret in Pendolis, as Blaragak wheeled, shot out a jet of fire, and rose into the coming night, breathing smoke and flames.
The new Dragon Warrior was too occupied by his descent and what he would hit, to hear the gasps from the crowd below, but black Blaragak had not being going too fast, and Gareth found himself ploughing into a pile of cushions, that broke his fall. He slid to a stop on stone floor and as he got up felt another jolt of horror, for on the walls all around were the most terrible instruments of torture. There too stood none other than the mute boy though, who they had made the journey to Pendolis with, looking at Gareth in astonishment, in his rather torn school uniform, and quivering like a leaf.
“You,” whispered Gareth, as he got up, “the Dragoman brought you hear to torture you. Pretty stupid, if you can’t speak.”
“But I can speak,” spluttered the boy, bitterly, “and I want my FireCutter back. She’s wounded. Besides, we’ve all got to get out of here.”

David Clement-Davies Copyright 2010 – All Rights Reserved Published by Phoenix Ark Press

The right of David Clement-Davies to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patent Act 1988

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