O is for Ollea

As mentioned in the post, L is for Legends, the tales of the dragshi as chronicled by the ceoltiers often include some element from times past. Ollea is one. Islanders of the Southern Sea worship her. To them she is the goddess with beautiful, long black hair who lives in the bowl of a volcano. Among her duties is to bring the dead to live with her in her cave in the smoking mountain. She is also the protector of dragons. The natives wouldn't touch or harm a dragon (or dragshi in the form of their dragon soul twin) as the believed fire-breathers were Ollea's chosen ones.

As such, it is an appropriate name for one of the first dragons to crack their shell in many generations. Come meet Ollea's namesake, the sapphire dragonet in an excerpt from Hatchling's Mate.

Vellanor nudged the young dragon who peeked out from behind a boulder. <Ollea, be nice. Say hello to Glyn. She’s new here.>

Ollea padded out from her hiding place. Ducking her head, she straightened and rose to her full height. Light blue eyes looked into Glyn’s. Where Velannor’s contact was sharp and controlled, despite the dragonet’s haughty pose, her mental tone was hesitant. <Welcome, Glyn of Cloud Eyrie, to you and all who walk in your shadow. And to you, Fraomich of Clan Weiss.> The façade shattered and sparks danced in Ollea’s eyes. <Auntie, my I fly? I promise not to go far.>

Velannor nodded her approval. <As long as you follow the path. And Ollea, be back before the sun sets!>

Glyn giggled at the young dragon’s enthusiastic agreement, then shielded her eyes at the dust raised by the creature’s take-off.

~till next time, Helen

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