A start

If you were born during the dragon star - you were blessed or cursed with powers. At least that was the legend if you lived on Inkblot Island. The legend of the dragon star was passed down from generation to generation. And of course no one would admit that season was their birthing day. The dragon star appeared after the fall harvest, before the snow could gather and cover Inkblot Island.

Since Inkblot Island was unusually shaped; it boasted farmland, forest and fishing villages. Great for trading all different foods and goods. Also new families came to settle on this land.

Tash, a honey blond girl about 9 or 10 winters slowly made her way to Gunther's farm. She was carrying a basket with nuts, berries, herbs and some colored fleece.  She knocked on the farmhouse door, waited a bit and then entered.

Gunther grunted at her and looked at the basket warily. He was a good farmer, but a bad trader - or at least what Tash thought.

     "Good girl. Tell Magda tomorrow I am making cheese." Gunther said as he handed over the small bucket of milk. He took everything out of the basket and put in some eggs and a loaf of bread.

    "Thank you, Magda said the fleece can be made to make several pouches or to start a blanket." Tash said to Gunther's wife Bianca. Bianca said nothing, but nodded at Tash. Bianca was tending to her last baby- a girl.

            Tash took the basket and left the house a little quicker. The basket and the pail were not so heavy that Tash could walk the mile to Magda's house in the forest. Tash tried to remember her parents; but everything was hazy. Magda told Tash that Tash's parents came on Ted's boat The Beauty when Tash was about three winters old. Her parents met off Inkblot Island and came back. The Beauty crashed and Tash's parents died. Ted shook his head and said he wasn't the captain then. Tash begged to be told more about her parents. Ted and Magda told her when she reached 14 or 15 winters she could know more. She was still too young.