The Chenango Dragon Tale

By Bonnie Gale

Peter Meets Orenda: Part 2 of a Five Part Series

Peter was shocked. He quickly got to his feet and stared. The person wasn’t really a person. It was a ‘she’, he thought, but there was a shimmering and a transparent feel to her body. The blue light around the mound was equally around her, as well.

She was dressed as a Native American woman with a buckskin dress, leggings, moccasins and an elaborate head-dress with feathers. She had long black hair. She was very beautiful. The more he stared, he realized that she was a girl and not a woman. She was probably around his age. She did



not smile but he did not feel afraid. She seemed to be assessing him, even reading him, if that was possible.

After a while, she moved towards him. Her feet were hardly touching the ground. He approached her as well but his feet felt heavy and noisy as he made his footfalls. Her radiance was magnified as she approached. She stopped about eight feet from him and he likewise halted. She started to speak to him but not in the normal words out loud. The words were in his head and they were in the

English language so he could understand. She said “My name is Orenda, one with magic power. My family and clan lived here a long time ago. I see that you have found my dragon’s egg. The legend is

that, one day, she will rise again in her full glory. You have been chosen to take care of her and see that she teaches humans the lessons that they need to learn. “Her name is Keezheekoni, one of burning fire.”


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