Leila the Dragon, wearing her bright blue hat and carrying her pale pink purse, was skipping merrily down the road when she passed Lucy the Chicken's coop.
Lucy the Chicken poked her head up from gathering her grain and asked, "Where are you going, Leila the Dragon?"
"I'm going to town to buy flowers, Lucy the Chicken," replied Leila the Dragon.
"A special occasion?" asked Lucy.
"Princess Charming is coming for dinner!"
"Oh, how exciting!" exclaimed Lucy. "But is she bringing her horrible brother?"
"Yes, unfortunately Christopher Charming is coming too," sighed Leila.
"But what will you serve?" queried Lucy. "You know how squeamish you are about meat, dear."
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I will be using this silly story as part of my word count in the NaNoWrMo. That means November is National Novel Writing Month (website in places to go area). No one said it had to make any sense. Jane Austen may not have wanted to take part in something like this. She wasn't a public writer, often hiding her work under letters to family so the servants wouldn't see it. But that was partly due to the stigma still associated with women writers during her time. Now she may have cheerfully gone to the write-ins. She would most likely not have been writing about dragons and chickens though.
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