Diana Smith, CATHAL THE LIBERATOR
Ceramic, 16 x 9 x 12 in. (40.6 x 22.9 x 30.5 cm)
Early one misty morning, I stood on the shore of Dingle Bay by the Celtic Sea gazing at the choppy waves as they swirled around my scaly toes. Faint plumes of smoke puffed occasionally from my nostrils, a vestige of my reptilian heritage. Most everyone in the vicinity knew that my great-great grandfather was indeed a dragon, but a dragon who always ought justice and freedom for the oppressed. Lost in thought, I suddenly become aware of a large fish flying out of the water! "What brings you to leap from the salty sea and perch upon my shoulder?" I inquired. "Aye, Cathal, your reputation proceeds you; we need your help. Our colony lives here in the bay, but our numbers are rapidly diminishing! A grotesque monster has invaded our waters and is wreaking havoc, dining greedily on us! He's a horrid looking creature with a huge, pointed nose, jaws filled with a razor-sharp teeth, and nearly transparent skin... we are in dire need of the liberator!" I knew immediately what the creature was by the description. Surely, it's not possible, I thought, but it must be so. A goblin shark would be very rare in this area, not seen since the time of my great-great-grandfather. In fact, it was a goblin shark that killed him so long ago. My heartbeat rapidly as I pondered the possible that it could be the same one since goblin sharks can live for hundreds of years. In order not to face grandfather's same demise, I must develop a cunning plan and extremely quickly. I race to my ancestor's cave, found the ancient Dragon Handbook of Offensive Tactics, and slowly and furtively slid into the swirling dark water...
DSM008
$1,000
Diana Smith, DAIMINE OF THE FOREST
Ceramic, 10 1/2 x 6 x 9 in. (26.7 x 15.2 x 22.9 cm)
DSM009
Sold