The dragon house

Om boken

Beneath the hush of waves and the patient gaze of the sky stands a pale white house — The Dragon House. Within its rooms, light gathers in corners, memory breathes through floorboards, and love learns to speak again. Here, the sacred hides in the ordinary — in soup stirred beneath the moon, in laughter that lingers after sorrow, in the simple act of staying.

The Dragon House is both refuge and revelation — a song for those who have walked through darkness
and still believe in dawn. It is a reminder that the extraordinary is already here, quietly unfolding inside every ordinary day.

— Betulia
Keeper of The Dragon House