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    The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four)
    The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four)
    The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four)
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    The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four)

    By Pamela Lamb

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    When the bad fairy Sisygambis escapes from the museum, Briony and Gryff decide to send her far away where she can't cause any more trouble. Petra Petal tells them about the Land of the Lotus Eaters which is the home of all fairies.
    The Land of the Lotus Eaters is a beautiful island where time doesn't work properly. Lotus flowers smell sweet but they are dangerous. If you eat them you forget who you are and where you come from. Don't eat the flowers, Briony!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPamela Lamb
    Release dateFeb 17, 2012
    ISBN9780987221841
    The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four)
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    Pamela Lamb

    Must ... stop ... writing ... Sometimes I really wish I could. It gets in the way of real life. At the weekend I prefer sitting in front of the computer with my pretend friends instead of going out with my real ones. It destroys my sleep. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night knowing I need to change one word in the paragraph I wrote the evening before - and I have to get up and do it. And it makes me a dangerous driver. Get me on the road and my characters start having conversations in my head. And why are they so much more lucid and logical then than when I attempt to scribble them down at the next red light?I write because I love language. I love English with its collection of mongrel words. It's like an enormous button box where you can pick between half a dozen languages each one of which holds the history of Britain at its heart. I love the shape of words and the sound of them. I love what you can make them do on the page. And what you can make them do to your readers. Laugh, cry, stay up at night.What I like best is having a conversation with a reader about one of my characters. The reader talks about my character as if s/he is a real person. Discusses the character's motivation. Speculates about what the character did after the end of the novel. And I think, but it's all made up. Every bit of it. Out of my head.Then I know it is all worthwhile. Bringing characters alive to walk on the page. Creating a world for them to live in. Immersing myself in the shape and rhythm of a novel in the making. It's exciting stuff. And it's even more exciting when the book is finished and I hand it over to you, the reader. Enjoy!

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      The Land of the Lotus Eaters (Dragon series Book Four) - Pamela Lamb

      The Land of the Lotus Eaters

      Pamela Lamb

      Published by Agneau Press at Smashwords

      Copyright 2012 Pamela Lamb

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      Chapter 1

      Three months after Briony locked her in the museum, the bad fairy Sisygambis was sitting on one corner of her sandalwood box. She had one leg crossed over the other and she was swinging her foot round in a circle. In the dim light of the museum gallery she looked quite attractive. Her hair was freshly blackened with beetles’ wings. Her dress was a lustrous turquoise colour. It was made from the wings of a rare tropical butterfly that she had been saving for a special occasion. The only thing that marred her appearance was a large round bruise on her forehead. She’d got the bruise when she flew full tilt into the glass that surrounded the sandalwood box on every side. She put up her hand and rubbed the bruise tenderly. It was very sore.

      When Briony rescued Miranda from Sisygambis’ box, her wish had left a faint line through time and space. The line led from the garden in the middle of the sandalwood box to the bench in the museum laboratory. It was freedom! Of course, Sisygambis had noticed the line straight away but she wasn’t ready to be free just then. She had a lot of things to do inside the box. First of all she needed an entire new wardrobe. She had a brand new collection of insect wings and she intended to make the most of them.

      Sisygambis came from an island where there was no time and she had never taken much notice of it. So when she was finally ready to leave the box she had no idea how much time had passed since Briony had locked her in. Dressed in her finery, she stood in front of the magic mirror in her bedroom. This mirror had been with Sisygambis for a long, long time. It lived in constant fear that, one day, the old fairy would get angry enough to throw a shoe at it and break it into smithereens. The mirror had a long memory and it always gave back an image of Sisygambis when she was much younger. So Sisygambis didn’t know how old she really looked and how silly her beetle-black hair looked when it had been as white as snow for longer than most people had been alive.

      ‘Nice,’ she thought. ‘Very nice. Now I am ready to face the world.’

      But she hadn’t got very far. Getting out of the box was easy. Briony’s wish line led her outside the box but, instead of the museum laboratory, she found herself in a long, quiet, dim room with a wooden floor and a high ceiling. Flying smack into something hard and cold that she couldn’t see was a big shock! She’d picked herself up and perched on the corner of her old box to think things through. She thought about Briony’s friend Lisa and her powerful magic that made everything go out of focus when she tried to look out of her eyes. Sisygambis remembered the round pools Lisa wore over her eyes. They looked like the invisible walls that surrounded the sandalwood box. Sisygambis twirled her foot a bit harder and went on thinking. So maybe it was the same enchantment that was keeping her confined and yet allowed her to see everything outside her prison. The advantage was she would be able to see anyone that came into the big room beyond the invisible barrier. What I need, she thought, is a human who doesn’t believe in fairies. Then I can do a bit of enchanting of my own.

      Five minutes later Dr Bowen came into the gallery where Sisygambis’ box sat in its glass case. It was seven o’clock in the morning which was Dr Bowen’s favourite time in the museum. The cleaners had gone and the people were yet to arrive. Everything was clean and fresh. No scuff marks on the gleaming wooden floor. No finger prints or – even worse! – nose prints on the glass cases. No pink globs of chewing gum stuck in inappropriate places. Not that there was an appropriate place for chewing gum, in Dr Bowen’s opinion.

      Suddenly a thought popped into his head. ‘That old box,’ he thought. ‘I need to take a sample of that scorch mark so I can have it carbon dated.’

      He walked over to Sisygambis’ glass case. Of course, he couldn’t see the old fairy sitting on the corner of her box watching him carefully. Out of his pocket he took his master key that looked like one of those little metal tools that people use to put furniture together. He bent over and inserted the key into the square lock at the base of one of the glass panes. He pulled open the door, making sure he didn’t leave any finger marks on the glass. As he reached in for the box, Sisygambis flew out of the glass case and settled herself on Dr Bowen’s shoulder. Dr Bowen carried the box into his laboratory and put it down on the metal bench. Just as suddenly as it had appeared, the idea of carbon dating the scorch marks on the box vanished from his brain. He wandered off to the tea room to make himself a cup of coffee.

      Just before he went out of the door, Sisygambis flew off his shoulder and went exploring around the room. She found one whole wall was made of the same enchanted substance as that which had surrounded the sandalwood box in the dim gallery. Outside she could see the pigeons pecking around on the dirty concrete. Above the high wall of the courtyard the blue sky taunted her. But how to get out?

      The door was ajar but Sisygambis knew it led only to the corridor outside which, in turn, led to the rest of the museum which was locked up tight. But there was a grille set in the wall up near the ceiling. It was dusty and cobwebby but Sisygambis could smell the sweet outside air coming through it. The other end of the grille was covered by metal mesh. Sisygambis looked down at her new dress and thought about all those nasty sharp bits of metal catching on its delicate fabric. She looked back at the sandalwood box sitting on the bench far below. She thought about going back and putting on something old. But she had spent a long time making herself look good and she wanted the world to see her at her best. Those that could see her, anyway. Which was basically just the children in this strange place.

      Sisygambis could make herself small. Very, very small. So there was little damage to her

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