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We have been working with dragons but, because there is never one around when you need one, we made our own and wrote our own books to tell you all about our dragon!

Here are some extracts from some of the stories and photographs taken of our dragons against our own computer generated backgrounds.

Once in a mountainous land faraway, there lived a beautiful young dragon. His leafy scales were the colour of the brightest green grass imaginable. His scaly tail was the darkest green.

Years ago in a rocky land with mountains and volcanoes, so far away no human had ever been, there was a fluffy blue dragon that lived in a cave. The dragon was no ordinary blue dragon he was the rarest blue dragon on Earth. In fact no one had ever seen him before.

But in the bright orange sparkling sky of the Ballad there lived a Queen who was demanding, bad tempered and wanted everything (people say she had no soul).

Down the rocky mountain side there was a small village and in the village there lived a little girl called Cara. She always wore her favourite red dress with a purple flower in the middle, it was a birthday present from her mum last year and she never stopped wearing it, until it was dirty of course.

She peered into the purple branches and there she found a really, really cute, young dragon. She noticed that the dragon was wearing a name tag. It said "Pooch the dragon, if found please return to Mama Dragon's cave up in Ogster mountains."

The mayor sent his finest men to kill the dragon with an ambush. When they attacked the dragon there was a bang, slash and even pop, I don't have a clue what the pop was but it sounded bad. There were men crying and weeping.

Out of the leafy bushes stepped a young girl. She had honey coloured hair, dancing green eyes and a mischievous smile. She looked about 9 years old.

The boy went to the baker's shop and bought the biggest loaf he could buy. Then the boy went home and carved the bread into a man shape. Then he covered it up with salt and pepper..... In the morning the dragon saw the bread man and ate it. It tasted so bad that the dragon stopped eating people ... The town was saved!

And we all lived to tell the tale!

Thank you Ms Mason for all your hard work helping us to finish our books.