Once upon a time, so far back that Dragons and Unicorns still roamed the earth, at that time there was Blored the Mean, the baddest of the bad Dragons, and this is his tale.
One day Blored was snoozing in his hoard of gold. When he was awkened by a blood curdling sound: laughter. He fled, he flew and tried to get away. He lay in a half-scorched wood, panting.
"What shall I do? If there is one thing I fear it's laughter!"
A tomboy princess called Napretep was riding through the woods when she heard sobbing, it was Blored.
" What's the matter dragon?" Napretep questioned.
"I just want to be good, but when I try I just go bad again!"
Upon hearing this Napretep gave Blored a potion so powerful that he had no choice to be good, Blored became kind and gentle and he and Napretep were the best of friends, and so ends the tale of Blored the Mean and so begins the tale of Blored the Kind.
The first one is my friend from school and in art we had to do tudor miniatures of our desk parteners and that is what I did. The second one is King Peter of Narnia I did this because I had seen the film for the second time and thought I would draw something.
