Foreword by Jillian Sawyer
For me, in the beginning, dragons were very much the beasts of myth
and legend, gleaned from childhood storybooks. Knights slaying dragons
to save fair maidens, St George and the Dragon of Welsh fame and the
fiery, sinuous dragons of Chinese mythology.
Then came Anne McCaffrey and the Dragons of Pern, blasting her way
into my senses with her magnificent dragons, beasts that had lifelong
telepathic symbiosis with their human riders, even into death. My
notions of Dragonkind were forever changed.
Now my dragons have been born and I like to think of them as benign
creatures, only raised to wrath in times of trouble or avenging those in
need. Never can I conceive of them as being nasty people, to be feared
Since, in my mind, they came from beyond the mysts of time, as do my
faeries, so they become inextricably linked to all the creatures from
What is fantasy and what is fact becomes distorted with the passage
of time and now it is time to be borne away to a place of dragon wings
and faerie things.