The dragon was carved of a local stone in multiple pieces by a local firm after consultation with an artist who sketched out the dragon. It didn’t look like the Welsh national symbol but rather was more akin to a serpent out of medieval illustrations. Nothing was written in any of the Estate Journals on why this representation was decided upon.
And that’s where the mystery started. Estate Gardener and Groundskeeper Lady Quinn some one hundred and thirty years ago refused to admit where the dragon was put, nor did anyone else have a clue as to where it was. Now keep in mind that our Scottish Estate is quite large, covering many thousands of acres. Though she described it as being sixty feet long and twelve foot tall at the head, that was still small enough that, in the right place, it couldn’t be seen more than a scant hundred feet away.
Well it obviously wasn’t near the central area of the Estate, so that left everywhere else. So I started looking for it on my walks and asked everyone else to keep an eye out for it. Ingrid, our Steward, was the one that found it. She took me to where it was one fine winter day late last year after the first decent snowfall. They had placed it very deep in The Wild Wood, three miles out, on a rocky outcrop where it had in the intervening years been covered in lichens and moss, effectively rendering it invisible unless you know it’s there.
We could have cleaned it of its covering vegetation but agreed that it deserved to be left as it is. And so we both agreed not to tell anyone else where it was. So it sits in its isolated forest opening just being a dragon unbothered by anyone. If anyone stumbles upon it, so be it, but I doubt that given where it is that will happen as it’s been hidden for all that time!