The Loch Herd Blog Archive on April 11, 2009, 12:00

by HorseFeathers, age 16

I am Fauna Lyrie and this is my island. You may or may not have read many a tale of travelers stranded on some deserted island left there with no help to name. Well that is not the case with my journey. It involves a legend, a leaky submarine, and a path of no return.

It was 1934 and Papa was spirited up with rest of the Scottish population about the recent “Nessie” sightings. My papa is a Biologist by trade. He is not into crazy legends and myths but he does believe in possibilities. The monster was said to have a long neck, small head, and