Here be Dragons. Day 14. A glimpse of the bones of the dragon.


Welcome to Here be Dragons. Day 14.

One of the things I have enjoyed most in researching these blogs is looking into the local dragon legends near where I live.

One legend, one I like, deals with the Shropshire hills of Earl’s Hill and Pontesford Hill. Legend has it that these hills are formed from the bones of a great dragon who lies sleeping. If you walk the hills do so with respect for you step on the spine points of the dragon where they pierce the earth.

There is an additional piece to the legend that tells of King losing a golden arrow in these hills. It doesn’t explain how or why. Perhaps hunting for the dragon? But the tale does say the golden arrow can only be found by the seventh daughter of a seventh son.

I thought you might like to see these hills and the shapes of the slumbering dragon that has touched the imagination of writers and poets. I found this link so you can see the hills for yourself.

Do let me know what you think of the legend and the hills.

Thanks for reading.

Daisy Banks.