The iron gates stood open

Janet fell asleep to the steady rhythm of Dragon’s wings as they flew above the world. Her dreams filled with goblin kings brandishing axes, destroying villages, terrifying children and forcing families out of their homes to wander unmade roads across shelterless moorland. Dragon began to descend and Janet woke with a start. Pixie dozed on her lap, and Fairy had given up trying to keep pace with Dragon. Gauzy wings folded, she perched on his head, between his tiny ears, and peered ahead. She tur...