Someone stole my book and ran it through an AI and then published it on Amazon.

  What a Silly Goose.

  Please consider, with your love for the Dark Enchanted Forest, to please go and NOT BUY THIS BOOK from the dastardly Henry who did this. I want to keep posting for free on RR without sadnesssss.

  *I can't believe you've done this* Henry.

  Also authors, please check out his other stolen books to see if they are yours. This week a whole bunch of stories got stolen ??

  Your regular chapter will be posted after I edit it.

  I can't post this without 500 words so here's another song and lyrics!

  You can ask Spotify or YouTube or your music player to play Dragon's Wife by Jaz Laverick. CD MINSTREL FINE.

  You (G) say that you have (Em) heard the tales

  and (C) rightly so you (D) may

  But (Em) I have one that (C) I would love

  to (D) sing for you (G) today

  I traveled over mountainpass

  and through the wind and rain

  I stopped in Martha Burry’s Inn

  and thought it'd be my last

  And sometimes when I tread the peak

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  I’d hear a quiet sound

  that (Em) settled in my (D) wayward ear

  and (C) followed me (G)around.

  (Em) I am a bard, (C) a wanderlust

  and (G)I am made to (D) sing

  (Em)Lightfoot and (C) lark hearted

  (D)my fingers love the (G)strings

  I left the road to follow fast

  a whisper, a suggestion

  Through the mountainside I came

  to ease my song obsession

  I heard it in my blood and bones

  A thunder in the air

  Over jagged rock and stones

  into a dragon's laire.

  His scales where sterling silver,

  tooth and claw a striking white.

  His voice was deep and dulcet as

  it echo’d in the heights

  “Womanling, you’ve left your fire

  What did you think to find,

  For don't you know, I hunger and

  We feast upon your kind.”

  I am a bard, a wanderlust

  and I am made to sing

  Lightfoot and lark hearted

  my fingers love the strings

  I answered in an honest truth,

  It was your voice that called

  from through the mountainside I came

  i have been clear enthralled

  And if I die to hear you sing

  My life is better lost

  For just one song before I go

  It would be worth the cost.

  The Dragon laughed and settled down

  He sang to me a tune

  I couldn't help but hum along

  It ended far too soon

  “Would that the mountain had a heart,

  Would that the wind had breath

  If stars could hum, and ocean drum

  Such music, light and death.”

  I am a bard, a wanderlust

  and I am made to sing

  Lightfoot and lark hearted

  my fingers love the strings

  We sang under that pale moonlight

  And I bargained for my life

  to die or stay forever and

  become a dragon’s wife.

  I settled in the mountainside

  an aria at dawn

  the harmony at brightest day

  at dusk an evensong

  In time I told him who I’d been,

  he shared with me his name

  But I am a creature of the air

  my voice grew soft and strained

  With every day I lived I lost

  A little off my soul

  And so my husband made a choice:

  The Dragon let me go.

  I am a bard, a wanderlust

  and I am made to sing

  Light footed and lark hearted

  My fingers love the strings

  He gave to me a silver gem

  Bound fast by a silver chain

  He said to keep it by my heart

  and there is still remains

  The light is on the mountainside

  The rumble in the clay

  My husband sleeps under the sun

  Where a sleeping dragon lay

  I hoped that you enjoyed my song

  for I'll be leaving soon

  Im going home to my own love

  To sing a happy tune.

  I am a bard, a wanderlust

  and I am made to sing

  Light footed and lark hearted

  My fingers love the strings x2

  (final chorus notes)

  Em D Em D

  G Em D G