Ο ΜΕΝΕΛΑΟΣ, Η ΑΝΤΡΙΑΝΝΑ ΚΑΙ Η ΟΙΚΟΓΕΝΕΙΑ ΤΩΝ ΔΡΑΚΩΝ

-Dad, do dragons exist? asked the little boy.

-I don’t know my son, dad answered without turning his eyes from the newspaper he was reading.

-Tell me dad, you know everything, don’t you? insisted the boy.

-I told you that I don’t Know, dad said again. I haven’t seen one in my whole life until now, continued reluctantly.

-Dad, did dragons exist in the past? Like the dinosaurs? It was the voice of the little girl now. The girl climbed instantly on his father’s belly tearing the newspaper once for all.

Dad understood that he would never continue the reading unless he cleared the questions of his children.

-Come here to hear a story that I was told when I was in your age, he told his kids.

The two children jumped immediately among their father’s hands, the boy from his left side and the girl from the right side.

-Well, once upon a time, dad started to speak, many years ago, in the foot of the highest mountain of the world, the big and awesome, the great Blue Dragon was living. He was enormous. The greatest creature on earth. He was walking and the ground trembled as if there was an earthquake…