The nest once belonged to the eagles, three
Until the storm took down the strong oak tree.
The mighty nest came to rest on the ledge below.
Perdita Hermione Denke dared to reach for the center
Of the mighty nest now abandoned
Hoping, convinced the new occupants were better.
Never mind her fear of heights,
Never mind the frequent fights,
Never in her mind did she give up her rights
In knowing that dragons flew throughout the night
And swooped into homes as fairies could
Bestowing charms upon the good.
Of the bad, removed the curses they had
And defended the weak from the evil, strong.
No, Perdita Hermione Denke knew the lies about dragons were completely wrong.
In this aerie, about to be born, just as evening gave way to morn
Would be a dragon she could call her own
And so would begin the greatest adventure ever known.
So begins the Camp NaNo April 2014 adventure: Diary of Dreams.
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