Welcome to the Dragon's Hall
08.29.09
I've been keeping the kobolds busy redecorating the old cave. The changes are long overdue, but you know how lazy kobolds are. If you're new here, and you're wondering what lost and forbidding lair you have stumbled into, fear not. The creative side of the old dragon (a.k.a. Kyle Crider) may be disturbing but it is rarely dangerous.
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From the Cluttered Mind of Kyle Crider...
08.29.09
This
project is a labor of love. Actually it's a labor of mental
maintenance, for without a creative outlet this old dragon gets
rather huffy. Here lies fact, fiction and folklore. Here lies
art and science. Here there be dragons indeed. Check back soon
(yeah, I know, I keep saying that)...
Dragons will wander about the waste places, and the phoenix
will soar from her nest of fire into the air. We shall lay our
hands upon the Basilisk, and see the jewel in the toad's head.
Champing his gilded oats, the hippogriff will stand in our
stalls, and over our heads will float the bluebird, singing of
beautiful and impossible things, of things that are lovely and
that never happened, of things that are not and that should be.
