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Dewi and the Seeds of Doom

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Dewi and the Seeds of Doom
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  Welsh dragon and chemistry-mad toad outwit evil baron with moxie and firepower.

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Pages: 70
Reading Level: Intermediate (6 to 9)
Language: English
ISBN: 978-1-61244-094-1
Categories: Action Adventure, Animals & Creatures, Bed Time
Features: Chapters
Keywords: dragon, adventure, humor, fantasy, wales, non-gmo
Date Added: July 15, 2015
Dewi and the Seeds of Doom by Maggie Lyons. Copyright  Maggie Lyons. For more information see httpwwwmaggielyonsyolasitecom Chapter One: Rat Rain: Ouch! Something hit Dewi's snout, bounced off, and flew over the rocks in front of him. It landed on a clump of ferns that sprang like a trampoline. What was that? Dewi rubbed his smarting snout, put down his knapsack, and peered at the small dark lump in the ferns. Dare he hope? A chunk of meteor? Dewi's spines tingled at the thought of being the first Welsh dragon to hold a smoldering piece of outer space in his claws -- a red dragon with sizzle. He trotted closer. The meteor was covered in fur and had a definite shape: four legs a hairless tail and whiskers. It couldnt be. It was. A rat. It was raining rats. Yet the sky was as clean as a dogs licked bowl. The rat on the other hand was totally grungy. His enormous front teeth bit into his lower lip as if he'd just tasted something really yucky. His body, unusually small for a rat, was as still as a pickle on a plate. Or was it? Wow! He's breathing. Dewi peered at the rat's belly moving up and down. Now what? He couldnt leave the toothy bomber to die could he? Well, he could but if the rat recovered, he might learn something interesting. Dewi peered into the ferns. They werent full of rats eager to help. He'd have to go somewhere else for that. Scooping up his ratty bundle of mystery, Dewi flapped his scarlet wings and launched his stocky little body across the bald hills He headed west toward the Welsh coast to find his old friend Llewellyn Cledwyn, or Billy KnowAll,as he was usually called. Dewi flew over the river Nevern a couple of miles from the coast. As he landed on the riverbank, he almost crashed into a wooly rear end that was jumping up down and sideways. It belonged to Billy Know All. The goat was stuck on a bramble.