![]() Ping is a slave girl for the evil master Lan, saves the life of an aging dragon and escapes her brutal master. There is also a prequel to the original Dragonkeeper novel known as Dragon Dawn. ![]() In the second trilogy of the series, there is the 4th book which is called Blood Brothers, then Shadow Sister and finally Bronze Bird Tower. The second book is called Garden of the Purple Dragon and the third book is called Dragon Moon. It is one of the first books from the Dragonkeeper series, which consists of six books (two trilogies) and a prequel. In those days, with only hand tools & human (or animal) labor…it boggles the mind.Dragonkeeper is a fantasy novel written by Australian author Carole Wilkinson. It would be very hard to do today with modern tools & machinery. I cannot imagine what labor it must have taken to chisel into the mountain top of Dragonera & build such big impressive buildings up there. I suppose the bigger mystery is how & why people built such imposing buildings in such a difficult & inaccessible spot. The lamb probably weighed 2-3 kilos…does Mallorca have raptors able to take prey of that size? Here in southern New England we have both eagles & ospreys which could do that, but Im not sure what big birds of prey inhabit Mallorca. From the point of view of an eagle, those windows would have looked like perfect roosts, cut into the cliff. ![]() We actually descended into the basement under the ruins because it was cool, after our long, hot climb. It was a long gallery cut into the actual rock of the mountain, & the only light came from a series of large “windows” cut into the cliff face on the north side. Now that’s the first plausible explanation I have ever heard! We found the lamb in the dark foundations beneath the ruins. Needless to say, your note on the lizards of Sa Dragonera brought it all back… Thank you for sparking my memory! It’s puzzled me for 40+ years now, how a newly dead lamb came to be resting in the basement of such an obscure & difficult to reach location. He looked a little puzzled, but had no explanation, just repeating that he was sure there were no sheep on the island. he told me I must be mistaken, but we all assured him that we had seen it. He assured me that, not only did he have no lambs, there were no sheep on the island! I told him about our discovery…. In the course of chatting about the island, I asked if he was missing one of his lambs. The keeper came out & we chatted for a bit. After descending to the boat, we sailed to the northern part of the island, anchored, & went ashore near the lighthouse. It was lying in a shaft of sunlight from a window cut into the rock of the cliff, at the bottom of a flight of stone steps. ![]() It looked very much like it was just sleeping. It was quite recently dead, with no sign of injury or decay. While exploring in the lower levels of the ruins, we came across a baby lamb. We anchored off the south shore and I and the owners sons scrambled up the rocks to the monastic ruins at the top of the cliffs. Back in 1971-72 (before my stint on a duck farm), I crewed on a French yacht out of Puerto Andratx for several weeks.
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