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Dragons are for real
By Christian Scriber
Are for real
The artwork on page 20 is a copy-write picture by Ed Beard, Jr.
You find his website at edbeardjr.com.
Ed’s artwork is unlike anyone I know. The artwork is sought after by everyone who appreciates “mid-evil times” paintings and drawings.
This is a photo of Ed Beard, Jr., with his sketch of a dragon.
The copy-write picture of the Dragon and Duke at the castle may NOT be reproduced or used without Ed Beard, Jr.’s consent.
On April 14, 1440, there was a fierce battle between Apollyon, Annie’s mate, and duke the dragon slayer. The price for Annie’s freedom to escape to the new world was the death of her mate.
Over five hundred years later, Christian Scriber sits at his computer keyboard in Palm Bay, Florida, typing out this fascinating story about two dragons whose love for one another ends in tragedy. It seems that they might be eternally separated from one another.
Can there be any hope in dreams or magic? Can the love of the people in Merritt Island, Florida, be strong enough and pure enough to bring Annie back to life??
The number four is Annie’s special number. Everything significant in her story has to do with fours. She was born on 04/04/04. After Lucifer’s fall from the heavenly realm, he roamed around the earth as Apollyon, which means “destroyer.” Annie was living in Ireland and on 04/04/1400, she met Apollyon and his life was forever changed.
Annie had a curse put on her and her family after she accidently killed a cliff climber. The curse caused Annie and Apollyon to lose their ability to fly.
Apollyon met his death after the fierce battle with duke the dragon slayer. After his death, Annie was forced to leave Ireland on a pirate ship.
During her journey to the new land, Annie met Christopher Columbus in 1492. Chris liked Annie because she was a “gentle giant” and they would take long walks together.
The local Indians had never seen anything like Annie before and she drew much attention from them. They were very superstitious; but Annie had a soft, caring nature and made friends with the Indians very quickly.
The Pilgrims were another story. They did not like Annie. They were afraid of her because of her size and of the stories they had heard about dragons.
So after a short time in the settlement, the Pilgrims ordered her to leave and to take the Indians and Irish potato/whiskey makers to leave the settlement.
Annie was large enough to carry the Indians, Irish potato farmers and Merritt on her back. So they packed up and headed south to look for a peaceful place to call their home.
Do You Believe in Dragons?
A terribly, fierce hurricane hit Merritt Island, Florida, in 2004. Among the many things and properties that the hurricane had destroyed, it annihilated a huge image of a dragon named, “Annie,” which had been assembled on the southern tip of Merritt Island. Attempts to restore Annie failed because another hurricane hit the same area the following year. Annie lay in a tangled mess on the rocks beneath her.
The residents of Merritt Island just thought of Annie as a giant replica of a dragon, but what they did not know was that the “spirit of a cursed female dragon” from Ireland had taken up refuge in the giant image. When the metal replica of the dragon was destroyed by the storms, the “spirit dragon” had to be returned to its family cave in Ireland. The mystical, dragon spirit that watched over the separated dragon spirits helped to transition these dragon spirits back to their family cave until an appropriate dwelling place could be found for them.
If the residents of Merritt Island would make an effort in love and unity to restore Annie, their hard work and faith in themselves would create something magical. The caretaker of the dragon spirits in Ireland could bring the spirit back to Annie and place it inside of her. Just like a real heart, it would bring Annie back to life and remove the curse that took away her immortality.
Another thing that no one knows about is that there was a stone egg lying under Annie. The old, Indian-Irish warlock that watched over Annie (all the way from Ireland to Florida) decided to do a little magic. He missed his dragon friend and decided to bring life to the egg; so he touched it and it began to roll around and around in a circle. After a few seconds of rolling around, it started to crack open. The old man picked it up and pulled pieces of shell off the funny-looking creature. There standing in the palm of his hand was a little dragon flapping its little wings and peeping like a baby bird. The old Indian looked at the little creature and said, “You are a little girl and I shall name you Elizabeth because you look like a lizard. I will call you Lizzy.
“Just know this little dragon, the love and faith of the people of Merritt Island will bring your Mommy back to you and you will be a delight to all the people.”
The legend of annie the dragon
My wife, Susan, and I relocated to Palm Bay, Florida, in 2000. A lot of my time was spent walking on the beach at the ocean in the Melbourne, Florida, area and talking with the surf fishermen. Being from Indiana and mostly around country folks, I had lots of questions about everything under the sun---from fishing tips to how to survive in a hurricane.
I soon found out that, much like me, fishermen know a lot about everything. That’s why they go fishing---so they don’t waste so much time talking to people. And fishermen know stories that no one else knows.
One day, I ran into an old, funny-looking guy. He was a beach comber that looked more like an Indian than a local person. This old guy looked like he had been around for a while and had all kinds of stories, but no one to tell them to. I am always interested in what the old guys have to say.
The huge, metal dragon that was standing on the very south end of Merritt Island had caught my attention and I was looking for someone who could tell the story of the dragon. It was all beaten up and so flattened down on the rocks that you could hardly tell what it was. I had rowed my canoe up close so that I could see what it was supposed to be. It had several large, round white stones lying under its hind side. I assumed that the stones were supposed to be eggs.
When I mentioned the dragon to the old guy, he hunched up his shoulders and leaned towards me. He started to talk out of the side of his mouth in almost a whisper. He folded his legs over and quickly sat to the ground. He motioned for me to do the same—so I sat to the ground and crossed my legs Indian style. I knew that I was about to hear a really good story from this old Indian.
Story Told by Old Man
About the Legendary Annie
Out of curiosity, I asked the old Indian what his name was. He told me that when he first came to the area, he started telling stories to the folks around Melbourne. He also told them that his Irish-Indian name was Merritt Dragonorama (which means ‘keeper of the dragons). His stories were not well received—so he told them his name was Merritt. He got a haircut and some regular clothing. He tried to fit in without talking to anyone about his life.
He had lived in the mountain lands of Ireland back in the Fourteenth Century. A warlock had given him lordship over a family of dragons. For his reward, he would become immortal. The dragons would be immortal as long as they never killed a human.
One day, one of the dragons that he cared for fell off the edge of a cliff and her flailing tail struck a cliff climber. The cliff climber fell a long way down the mountainside. When the dragon came to its senses, she began to fly down to the ground to see if she could help the human. She could tell that the cliff climber was bleeding and very badly injured, but still alive. The human begged the dragon to take his life and stop the pain, but the dragon wept so hard that her big tears fell like buckets of water. The tears fell so heavily on the human that they caused the human to breathe no more.
The dragon took the human to the local warlock to see if he could do anything. The warlock spoke harshly to the dragon for killing a human; and without mercy, took her immortality away from her and her family.
Warlock Puts Curse on Annie
After the warlock had taken away Annie’s immortality, she hurried back to her home cave to tell her mate (Dragulion the Magnificant) about the terrible incident. Since their immortality had been withdrawn from them, they were in fear of their lives. Annie’s mate was the ruler over all the dragons in the entire land of Ireland. This event would end Dragulion’s kingship forever and he would no longer be able to protect all of the other dragons. They were all immortal; but many times, circumstances just like Annie’s had occurred and the life of a defenseless dragon’s whole family would be in jeopardy.
When Dragulion came home, he made his way through the cave wondering why it was so quiet. He was surprised to find his Annie hiding in the deepest part of their cave. As he came closer, he could hear Annie whimpering. “What is wrong?” he asked. “Why is it that you are crying and shaking as if in fear of death itself?” She hung her head and told him the story and had expected him to be so furious that he would blow fire from his nostrils. But instead, he put his arms around her and said, “Annie, we have been together for so many wonderful years that I care neither for our wealth nor my kingship. It is you, Annie, that holds my heart. I love you much more than my own life or my kingdom.”
Duke’s Gain in Status
As the New King
There is an inevitable battle that is going to take place--- because the kingship of all Ireland is at stake. The king of the Irish government is old and ailing. He needs to pass on his throne to a younger, stronger generation.
There is a clause in the creed of the Irish government that supersedes blood relatives. It reads that IF a person of some royalty in the kingdom should defeat a male, king dragon, then the kingship of the government AND the mystical world would be ruled by that person. That new king would be able to rule the entire world.
No man has ever achieved this status. But now, because of a curse that has been put on his family, there is a king dragon that has lost his immortality. His mate, Annie, has unintentionally killed a human. The penalty for a dragon for such a crime is loss of their immortality. The dragon and his family will forever live in fear of death.
At this very time, there lives the Duke of Canterbury.
He has become a dragon slayer and has killed several cursed dragons that had lost their immortality. But there was never one who was king of the mystical world. IF the dragon slayer should kill this king dragon, he would become the king of the entire world.
Making of the Armor for the Duke
There have been hundreds of gallant and noble men down through the years that have died in a battle with a dragon. If you were to survive at all, you must have the edge over this fire-breathing creature. His claws and his grip could rip you to pieces and his tail could encircle you. If the huge dragon fell on you, its weight would crush you. One swift swish with one of its wings and the fight was over. All of these threats are powerful without even speaking of flames shooting out of the dragon’s mouth.
Over many, many years blacksmiths (metal molders) have tried to come up with some kind of armor for a person to wear to give him some kind of protection against the mystic beast.
Finally back in the 1400’s a “smitty” (professional metal worker) was sought out by a young, gallant and ruthless duke from the castle of Canterbury. His entire kingdom stood in wait for him to slay a cursed, king dragon so he could take over the ailing king’s throne and the kingship of the entire world which would include the mystical world.
If he could kill the dragon, he would be the new world order leader with every creature falling to his feet in worship. The duke sat down with this particular “smitty” because he knew that he was the best at making protective armor. After talking long hours about the dragon slayers who had been killed by a dragon, the “smitty” told the duke that what he needed was an armor weapon. This weapon would be designed to injure the dragon’s wings, tail, or feet if it struck the man’s armor.
If duke was to win, he needed to do it from a distance that gave him room to back up and avoid the dragon’s strikes. If he chose to wear it, his helmet had a sharp point on the top. Mostly he would not wear the helmet so he could see well in any direction. The helmet could be locked onto his shoulder and could still be used as a sharp weapon to throw. If the flip of the helmet was mastered well, you could easily hit the dragon with the sharp point. He carried three sharp discs connected with a chain to throw at the dragon’s vulnerable spots. There were also two weights which would explode on contact. These weights were connected on a chain which was attached to dragon slayer’s belt.
His best chance for victory was his bow and arrows---with enough arrows to injure the dragon in many places. One well-placed shot to the heart would kill the dragon at once. The bow was designed to look like a dragon so as to intimidate the dragon---as if it takes a dragon to kill a dragon. Every great battle is a mind game between the opponents.
The bow itself was designed to have all the features of a dragon. This was to mock the dragon by saying the dragon is killed by a dragon.
Merritt Hypsonicson (which means in the original Irish language—Keeper of the Dragons) is making preparations for himself and Annie to leave Ireland in the event that her mate is killed in the battle with the Duke of Canterbury.
Because he has lost his immortality, chances are very slim that the king dragon can survive this battle. As the days pass, the dragon’s ability to fly is also fading away. Even the flames from his mouth are not as intense as they used to be. It also seems to the dragon that his destiny has already been decided from the powers within.
In a desperate attempt to find some way to get a better edge against the dragon slayer, he seeks out the council of the warlock. This is the same warlock who put the curse on his family. He finds the warlock near the king’s castle where the duke has actually summoned the warlock to help him. The duke is seeking advice from the warlock to see if there are some special tricks to help him defeat the king dragon.
The warlock has left a special type of sword with the duke that cannot be damaged or destroyed. If he is to become the ruler of the entire world AND the mystical realm, he would then be made immortal by the warlock and the sword would stay with him forever.
Warlock & Apollyon at Castle
Meeting before the Battle
The warlock takes the dragon king back to his own castle which is hidden deep in the mountains. He talks to him about the expected death that the dragon anticipates. The warlock tells him that he cannot judge in his favor because it goes against his own dark, mystical ways. If the warlock gave favor to the dragon, it would show weakness in the warlock. If that were the case, then his spells would amount to nothing. If the people saw vulnerability in the warlock, they would not have faith in his potions and spells---he must always be in control and have the advantage.
After much conversation of the needs of the human race and the needs of the more powerful spiritual realm, the warlock says, “There is a way that you both will suffer and die. That suits my character to preciseness. I tell you these things in private only because you will be dead soon.”
The warlock crosses the room and unlocks a cabinet full of jars of strange mixtures and objects. He brings something with him that looks like an ice sickle. He hands it to the dragon. As the dragon takes it, he can feel that it is not cold and it is not melting.
“What is this?” the dragon asks. “Why should I need this?”
“You must drive this object into the duke’s heart. The warm, pumping heart filled with the blood of a human will cover the object. The duke must eat of your flesh and spew it from his mouth. And at that moment, he will die.”
Dragon & Duke at the Castle
The day of the battle has arrived. The duke is at the king’s castle waiting for the dragon to appear in the sky. The duke has the indestructible sword which was given to him by the warlock. With the dukes fighting abilities, there is no doubt in his mind that he will be the victor.
His strategy is to stay clear of the huge beast and wait for the right moment when he knows the dragon is tiring from the dukes blows of arrows, spears and sharp discs thrown at him. The strike with the sword must hit the dragon’s heart. Arrows and spears won’t pierce the dragon’s tough hide deep enough to sink into his heart. This final thrust must be done holding the sword with both hands while standing on the dragon’s chest.
The curse is still on the dragon and he is rapidly losing his strength, but he could still take the duke with him. With nothing to lose, he could simply pick up the duke and jump off a cliff to end it all.
Suddenly, the duke hears the loud swishing of the dragon’s wings and as he looks up, the gigantic dragon appears in the sky just above the castle.
(The above artwork is a copy write by Ed Beard, Jr. and may NOT be used or reproduced without the artist’s consent. See www.edbeardjr.com)
The dragon knew his strength was fading because of the difficulty he experienced while flying to the king’s castle. But with all of his available strength left in his body, the enormous dragon spewed a huge flame out of his mouth. The flame scorched the roof of the castle and nearly set it on fire. The dragon was hoping to plant fear into the heart of the dragon slayer by this action. Some men who had dared fight the dragon in the past had actually died on the spot when the dragon spewed fire from his mouth.
This didn’t have any effect on the duke, because he had seen it before. He knew how far the flame could actually travel---so he just kept his distance. He also knew that when a dragon is going to spew fire from his mouth, it would always hisss-s-s-s loudly first. This hissing sound is caused by boiling saliva in the dragon’s mouth. So the dragon slayer would listen and watch for the hisses and then back up.
The dragon swooped down with great speed and hit the duke’s shoulder where the pointed helmet was attached to the duke’s armor. As the helmet ripped off the duke’s armor, it slashed a deep, three-foot gash in the dragon’s front leg and exposed a badly broken leg. The dragon threw his tail hard across the duke’s back as he flew by. The swift movement tore the whole upper part of the duke’s armor completely off and tore jagged cuts in the duke’s back.
Both were badly dazed from their first encounter. Without a doubt, the next assault would be fatal. The dragon was barely able to fly and unable to walk. The duke is severely wounded and bleeding badly from the wounds on his back.
The dragon has turned in the air and dives straight for the duke. His plan is to hit him with all his weight and crush the dragon slayer.
The duke grasped the chain attached to the two metal explosive devices around his belt and hurled them straight at the dragon’s injured leg. As the devices exploded on contact, they tore the dragon’s entire leg off and part of his shoulder. As the dragon suddenly fell to the ground, the duke hurled himself onto the dragon’s stomach. He raised his sword with both hands and thrust his sword into the dragon’s heart.
In a split second of time, the dragon had thrust the ice-like sickle into the chest of the duke. The sickle quietly and quickly slipped into the duke’s heart. The duke did not feel its entry because the warlock had coated the sharp, silver object with a pain killer.
The battle was over as fast as it had begun. The duke was rushed off to get medical attention. And there lay Annie’s mate, the hope of the future of Ireland---DEAD---and his heart cut out of his chest by the duke.
The Feast after the Battle
Let’s go back to the castle and see what is going on since the battle between the Duke of Canterbury (the dragon slayer) and Apollyon, the king of the dragons in Ireland.
Several dragons have retrieved the remains of their dragon king; and they have taken him to his old family cave to be sealed inside. The cave will never be used again by another dragon. The cave which was once the dragon king’s home will now become his grave for eternity.
The duke has ordered his servants in his new castle to prepare for a special ball and a feast for his crowning as the “New World Order” leader. No expense was to be spared for food and wine to be served to his guests. Special music and extra servants have been arranged for the festivities. A court jester has even been called in to make fun of the fallen dragon king.
On the night of the ball, people have come from near and far to celebrate with their new king. Every guest has been greeted at the door by the duke himself---he wanted to know who is loyal subjects were.
The evening will start with the feast and then singing, drinking, and dancing throughout the night. After the feast, the duke will be crowned king of the New World Order. All the guests have been informed that the dragon king’s heart will be served and eaten raw at the dinner table. In honor of their new king, all the guests will participate in eating some of the raw heart. This act is required so that it will disgrace the fallen dragon king.
After all the guests have arrived and have been seated at the feasting tables, the servants bring in a large serving platter and place it in front of the duke. The servant cut a piece of the dragon’s heart and places it on the duke’s plate. The duke stands to his feet and stabs the raw meat with his fighting knife (the one he uses in his battles). He plants the piece of raw heart between his teeth and grinds on it for a few seconds. Then the duke swallows the piece of heart, throws his head back and laughs as loud as he can. He begins to choke and gag until his face darkens and turns blue from not being able to breathe. At that very second, he fell forward onto the table and breathed his last.
The curse of the warlock was told that “If the duke ate of the dragon’s heart, he would surly die.”
Annie and Merritt travelled from Ireland in 1492 aboard a large sailing ship. On their voyage to the new world, they met Christopher Columbus. The Pilgrims in the new world did not embrace the fact of a dragon in their presence. They also did not understand the Indian culture, nor did they like the Irish potato farmers.
So Merritt and Annie the dragon left the northern part of the new world. The tribe of Indians and a good number of Irish potato farmers actually crawled up on Annie’s back and they began their quest for a new home. They were in search of a nice, peaceful area just far enough away from the Pilgrims who did not understand the history of Annie or the Irish whiskey makers and did not understand the ways of the Indians.
The group tried to stay along the edge of the water as they traveled. Traveling close to the water made it possible for everyone to bathe and wash their clothes every couple of days. They were able to get drinking water a little further inland which could be carried in dried animal skins. Annie liked to take the short trips inland to see the peaceful, jungle areas; but she only needed to drink about once a week. She could always find good fruit on the trees—dragons are mostly vegetarian and she liked the sweet, yellow mangos that grew in this land.
As they traveled, they soon encountered some Spanish-speaking people and some other Indian tribes. They were also traveling along the coastal waterway. After many weeks of travel while looking for that secluded, peaceful spot close to the water, Annie became very sick. She insisted that they continue on with their journey and that she would rest at the proper time. The fact that no one knew (including Annie) was that Annie was pregnant with four or five baby dragons. As they traveled, Annie’s stomach increased in size and her belly began to drag in the soft sand and cause ruts to form. The ruts ran deep and filled with underground water as she continued on her quest.
Judging from the strong winds blowing from the east and the west, it seemed as if they finally came to an area that had water on both sides. That night the winds became so harsh and strong that Merritt had some of the folks tie Annie’s tail to the ground so that she would not blow away during the storm. The storm that came upon them was actually a giant, fierce hurricane. Never before had the winds blown like this. Everyone hunkered down and tied themselves to Annie in hopes that they all would not perish in the terrible storm.
The storm lasted for hours and hours throughout the night and into part of the next day. Somehow, they all had managed to hang onto Annie. The extra weight on Annie had caused her to sink into the soft, wet sand even more.
When Annie saw that the wind was dying down, she started to drag herself again to continue on the journey. She thought that maybe they could get further away from the hard, falling rains that seemed to be lingering from the storm. It was all she could do to put one foot in front of the other as she dragged herself through the sand.
Her travel was made somewhat easier because nearly all the trees and bushes were uprooted and blown away by the storm. She did not have to walk around or trudge over any fallen trees. It was just all flat, wet sand.
After a few more days of hard travel, Annie was exhausted and she could travel no longer. So Merritt said, “Let’s stop and make this our home.” There was water on both sides of them which was caused by Annie dragging her large body in the sand. When they stopped, there was also water in front of them.
Merritt and several Indians started to clear the sand and debris off Annie so that she could finally have a nice rest---which was well deserved. The ropes that they had used to tie Annie’s tail to the ground were still attached to Annie and to the ground.
They sent out several Indian scouts to travel back to see where the land had stopped behind them. After a long time, the scouts came back to report that the land stopped way north of them when they had encountered the fierce storm.
Annie had actually dragged the ground behind her for miles and miles. She had actually caused an island to form---the ground on which they were standing. Merritt said, “It looks like we are on an island; so I will call our new home ‘Merritt Island’.”
For many years afterwards, stories of the legend of the Great Dragon that travelled through what is now called Florida were told by the Indians. That Great Dragon pulled the ground behind it with a tribe of Indians (Dragon Masters) riding on its back. This was proof to all the Indians that their spirits even master the Great Dragons from the mystical world.
Merritt Gets the Egg to Hatch
Annie, the Merritt Island dragon, was killed in a hurricane in 2004. The storm tore through Merritt Island where Annie lived. Someone found her remains and it is not known where she is hidden.
She had just laid several eggs and one of them washed up on the shore after the storm. A man, who knew that old Merritt took care of the dragon, took the egg to him. Merritt quickly took the egg to his home. He put some hay and blankets around in his basement to make a soft nest for the egg.
He then brought out some fans and turned them on the large egg to keep it cool---at least 50 degrees---just like the caves in Ireland.
Lizzy was the first of five baby dragons to fight her way through the leather-like dragon egg. Lizzy will someday go back to Ireland and become the Queen of all dragons and humanity. She will become the successor to her beloved father, Apollyon the Dragon King, who lost his crown and life defending his family of both dragons and humans.
The resurrection of annie
I completed my story on 04/24/2014 and there is a P.S. (post-script). The people in Merritt Island have raised enough money to reconstruct their beloved Annie.
Because of the great love between Annie and Apollyon, the Keeper of the souls of the dragons has requested a meeting with the warlock in Ireland. Do you remember that the warlock had taken the immortality from Annie and Apollyon and that they lived no longer? The Soul Keeper rationalizes the story of Annie accidentally killing the cliff climber. The warlock does not want to show any compassion, but he is always fair with his judgment. He decides to restore the souls of Annie and Apollyon so that they can be reunited.
The dragon Soul Keeper returns to the cave where Apollyon has been since his death and releases his soul. The huge stone rolls away from the cave entrance; and Apollyon walks out, raises his mighty wings again and lifts himself into the air. Immediately, the Soul Keeper and Apollyon make plans to get Annie’s soul and return to Merritt Island.
As they arrive in Merritt Island, they can see from high up in the sky that Annie’s structure has been raised up again at the tip of Merritt Island. The Soul Keeper flies directly to the huge structure and places Annie’s soul directly into the heart cavity. A great rumbling is felt in the ground and the water around the tip of the island begins to swell with large waves hitting the shoreline. Annie’s eyes open and then her entire body begins to be covered with flesh.
Annie looks up and just above her, she sees Apollyon---she stretches out her wings and lifts into the air. In a flash, little Elizabeth flies up next to her and they both fly to meet Apollyon.
The family was separated because of a human death, but now life has been granted to them through the love and compassion of the humans in Merritt Island.
DRAGONS ARE FOR REAL
April 24, 2014
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I completed my story on 04/24/2014 and there is a P.S. (post-script). The people in Merritt Island have raised enough m