My name is Caleb, and Im five.

My writer doesn't think I am as smart as i am. She thinks i cant say big words. Or that I can do hard things, but she's wrong. I'm five, im not a baby.

I can do lots of things. I can read. I can set up these really awesome towers with my blocks. And i can make my mom stop crying. I am much tougher than she thinks i am.

I've been the man of my house since my big brother Andrew, and my sister Joi left. But now I gotta go to, Im a little bit scared. Im trying to be brave, and not let my writer see.

You can help my writer, if you want. She is mostly a good person. Even though she keeps putting me in danger for her fun and profit. I'm pretty tough though, so you can ask me anything.

I know more than she thinks i do.

Love,
Caleb(age five)

This is Vatar.

Why did your older brother and sister leave? If it was to somewhere safer, why didn't they take you, too.

Where is your father?

I'm Fiona. My boy is just one year younger than you. You can talk much better than he can, though.

What does it mean, your writer puts you in danger for her fun and profit?

How do you make your mom stop crying?

Adults are weird. They think some things are really scary when they're not. I know I'm an adult but I don't feel like one.

The dragons took my sister Joi. I woke up after a dragon night, and my mom was crying. My brother andrew was mad, and wouldn't talk to mom for a while. When they did talk they fought, and i remember mom said something bout some city. Aerlin. or somethin.
Then Andrew left too, and took some people his age with him.
I don't know why he didn't take me.

Probably thought I was to little.

I never knew my father, the dragons took him before i was born.

Im scared that everyone I love keeps going away. I'm scared of dragons, and mother when she is angry. Im scared of lots of things, but not about invisible women. You should probably talk to somone about that.

How are you?

What is your boy's name? Maybe he could come and play with me. I have toy soldiers. Two of them, one is missing an arm, and I lost both of their swords somewhere, and mom won't help me look for them.

I talk good, but i am five and a half. I'm almost six, so don't be too hard on him. He'll learn to talk better when he is older, like me.

I live in danger, all the time. My mom can't help really, cause she lives in danger too. It is just that the world we live in is the dragons, and they don't like us.

I give the best hugs. My mom says so. She says that if there was a contest for hugging. I would win a trophy. My hugs make her feel better.

My writer says she needs help getting to know me, so she can write me better. I think Im pretty good the way i am, but she doesn't listen.

Nobody really listens to me, and i know stuff. More than they think.

My boy's name is Sha. His real name is Ua'sha, but he ran away from Ua so I don't call him that anymore.

Do you really want to play with him? I could take you to meet him. It's a place called the dreaming, and you can get there through here: http://pyraxis.livejournal.com/372.html?thread=2164#t2164

What stuff do you know? The stuff I know gets me in trouble sometimes, but it's still true. Like that lots of people can do magic, even if they don't worship the Great Mother.

Do you know anyone who can do magic?

How come the dragons don't like you all?

Say hi to Sha from me, please.

I know lots of stuff my brother and sister don't know. I know that not all of the dragons are mean. I have a friend who is a dragon. He is nice, and not an invisible one like Vaters imaginary girlfriend. Mom knows him too.
He tells me things. Things that are going to happen, and askes me about my friends and my mom, and what I like to do.

I don't know anyone who can do magic. Thats just for stories.

The Dragons are scared of us, thats why they don't like us.

I would like new swords for my soldiers, thank you. My dad whittled them out of an ash tree. He made them for Andrew, but Mom made him give them to me when he got to old for them. He lost the swords around that time.I think Mom hid them. She likes to hide things she thinks are dangerous for me, but they weren't in her regular hiding spots, so I couldn't find them.

The swords should be about the size of a thumb, but thinner.

I've been busy talking to some people from another world, but I'm back now. And I made you some new swords for your soldiers. Is your mom gonna be mad? I hope not.

How do these look? They're about the same size you said. I can fix the ends so it fits into their hands. Does it slide in?

And wow, you're very polite. Who taught you?

How did you meet your friend the dragon?

How come the dragons are scared of people? Do people hurt them?

How was your Winternight? I got the swords and they work pretty good. Thanks.
Kids gotta to be polite. The town Council, gets mad at the young kids if they break their manners. My brother and sister break the rules all the time, like this one time my sister painted fool on the Mayors cow, and than the cow wandered down Main Street and passed his house. Gee whiz, that was the funniest thing. The Mayors face got all red, and Joi got in lots of trouble. Mayor Yan doesn't like my family much, so I try to be extra polite. Try to make people like my family better. I guess it wears off on everybody, not just the town council. If it bugs you, I can stop. Say Dag Darn you instead. That's what mom says.

I didn't really meet my friend, he has just always been there.I mean, I probably did meet him one time, I just don't remember ever not knowing him, you know? I see him about three or four times a year, not everyday. He has never told me his name, but I guessed it. I could tell who he is from the way he looked at my mother, and the way he teases, and from some of the stories he told me. But I'm not supposed to tell anyone, It's a secret.
Well, my D... I mean my dragon friend told me that people are kind of prickly, like the prickly burrs that sometimes get stuck in my feet, and make me, almost, want to wear shoes. People never let you be their friend, not unless you start being their friend when their little like me. Thats why the town likes me better than my brother and sister, I think. I've lived in this town for bout my whole life. I guess humans are scared of the dragons though, never let the children near them to teach them that dragons could be their friend. Humans are scared of dragons, and dragons are scared of humans. So they can't be friends cause their fear is in the way.

And the guards kill the dragons with their swords. Who wouldn't be scared of a creature that could kill you?
Thank you for my swords Fiona. I'm gonna practice with them everyday. I mean, Dag it all. I can help it! It's just part of me, to be polite.