Dragon Art Contest

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Draw your best dragon picture and send it in!

We want to decorate our website with reader’s art. Draw a picture of a dragon. It can be a friendly dragon or an evil one. Maybe you want to draw a knight battling the dragon or having the dragon flying in the sky. We will choose some of the artwork and post it on our official website. There is no age limit. We will display work by people of all ages. All artwork must be an original drawing by the artist. All media is allowed. Please keep subject matter suitable to all ages.

By submitting a picture, you will give us, The Bureau of Dragons, the right to publish your work. If your work is selected, we will post your first name. Be creative, have fun!

Selected winners will receive a complimentary License to Slay Dragons!

 

Send your drawings to john@bureauofdragons.com

Good Luck!

John Feldman
Chief Mythographer
Bureau of Dragons

 

Case 58-017, episode 5, Bonneval-sur-Arc

Rosa’s roadster left the mountain road and followed the dirt road leading to Claude Perrault’s farm. The dirt road was rutted but Rosa managed to navigate the car with only one outburst from the Secretary.

Louis Baston, Secretary of the Bureau of Dragons, cried out as they hit one particularly treacherous bump in the road.

“You really should just sit back and enjoy the ride, Monsieur Secretary,” Rosa said over the rumble of the car.

“I’d like to, but I can’t seem to stay in my seat! Maybe you could slow down?”

Rosa seemed to take that as a challenge and Louis could swear she pressed down harder on the accelerator.

The farmhouse seemed to have grown out of the surroundings. It was timeless in design–field stone foundation and thatched roof. No signs of modernity could be seen. There were no phone or electric lines leading to the farm. It was not an uncommon sight in the mountain valleys.

Rosa pointed her car towards the barn. The barn was solidly built and had just enough space within to park the roadster next to a hay wagon. A large draft horse stamped his feet and whinnied nervously at the sight of the car.

“Easy, Louis!” called out Claude.

“Monsieur Baston, his horse has your name!” laughed Rosa.

Louis Baston winced at hearing this. “Madame, I’m sure he is a fine specimen…the standard for his breed, I should say.” This came out with little conviction as Louis looked upon the other Louis. The large draft horse stood flat-footed, looking at the strangers. He had quite a vacant expression on his long face.

“Come, let us go inside. I shall make us some coffee and a little something to eat.” Claude led them to the farmhouse.

It made Louis a little nervous as he watched Rosa move through the yard, all the while scanning the sky.

Claude opened the door and gave a startled cry. Louis and Rosa hurried to catch up. In the doorway of the kitchen stood a young woman, no more than eighteen, a dish towel in her hand.

Over the town of Bonneval-sur-Arc a dark figured flew, powerful beats of its wings propelling it forward. The dragon was angry. It had come to the pastures recently to hunt, but this time something other than hunger tore at its belly.

 

Please check back soon for another episode

Case 58-017, episode 4, Bonneval-sur-Arc

“Monsieur Perreault, we have been looking for you!”, said Louis Baston.

The disheveled man behind the bars pried open one eye and then the other, “I cannot say the same, monsieur. Not only have I not been looking for you, I can hardly see you at the moment.” He rubbed his eyes and moved away from the ray sunlight streaming through the window.

“Monsieur, we are here to help you,” Rosa spoke softly.

Even so, the man winced at the sound of their voices. “Come back later, I need nothing from you. My friend Monsieur Lacombe has helped me enough for now. I have a nice warm cot and a pillow…so excuse me if I bid you good day,” he turned to lie down again.

Louis looked at Rosa and feigned exasperation. “Monsieur, you are coming with us! You have to save the town from the dragon!”

This got the man’s attention. He sat up and rubbed his eyes again. “What? You’ve seen it? They thought I was mad…even I thought I was mad! You can’t imagine how…” He stopped in mid sentence and stood up. “What do you mean, I have to save the town?! Surely, you jest?”

Rosa leveled her most serious look at him, “No, we do not make a joke, monsieur. He is your dragon to slay.”

“Why would you ever think that?”

“Because, monsieur, you saw him first!”

Claude Perreault scratched his head at this.

It wasn’t long before he was standing in the street outside of the local gendarme’s office with Louis on one side and Rosa on the other.

Louis rubbed the top of his shoe against the back of his trousers. Soot and mud were ground into the polished leather. These shoes will never be the same, he thought.

Claude Perrault wobbled a little as he stepped into the morning sunlight. Gendarme Lacombe was more than happy to release his charge to the two visitors. It took only one call by Louis to arrange his release. Gendarme Lacombe snapped to attention when he spoke with the government official on the other end of the line. Being the Secretary of the Bureau of Dragons gave Louis more clout than most heads of state. He was still trying to get accustomed to this. After showing them to the door, Gendarme Lacombe returned to his desk to continue his mid morning nap.

Rosa scanned the street and gave the sky a carefully inspection. This did not go unnoticed by Claude. He grew nervous and looked ready to be on his way.

“Monsieur, do you have a place in town?” Rosa asked.

“I have a small farm just outside of Bonneval…me and my daughter.”

“Is your daughter at home, now?”

“No, I sent her away when the dragon came back to our farm.”

“And when was this?” Louis asked as they climbed into the roadster.

“Yesterday morning, Monsieur. He came down from the mountains and snatched up two of  my sheep. Amelie and I saw the creature swoop down and snatch them.”

He paused for a moment and his hands trembled a little as he tried to smooth out a wrinkle on his shirt. “I’ve heard about dragons, but in all my fifty-eight years, I’d never expected to see one.”

“Cheer up, Monsieur! At least the dragon flew off with the sheep. He could have snatched you away as well!” Rose smiled.

Louis frowned when he heard this. That didn’t sound too cheerful to him. He wanted to ask Rosa, what if Claude runs out of sheep? But he thought the better of it and instead concentrated on staying inside the roadster as Rosa swerved to dodge a pothole.

Follow us at the Bureau of Dragons for the next episode, coming soon.

Weekend Contest

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This one’s going out to my friends at the Pits & Perils Google+ community.

The Bureau of Dragons is giving away one License to Slay this weekend. The contest is free to enter. All you need to do is go to the Bureau of Dragons website and post a comment there. While you are there, take a look around the site and tell us what you think. More dispatches from Louis Baston will be coming shortly!

One winner will be selected randomly (using random.org). The Bureau of Dragons will pay postage for all winners within the US.

International contest winners would need to pay the postage…still a great deal!

Contest ends at 10pm CST…so get your entry in early.

Good Luck to All!

John Feldman
Mythography Division
Bureau of Dragons