Burrunjor? Oh, that takes me back! I first heard about it from a friend who’s obsessed with obscure cryptids. We spent hours debating whether it was a surviving dinosaur or just a tall tale. From my research, the creature’s roots are in Aboriginal Australian lore, so there’s no single person who 'created' it—it’s part of an oral tradition passed down for who knows how long. The name itself sounds like something from a Dreamtime story, all rugged and ancient. Modern writers have tried to document it, sure, but the original 'author' is essentially the collective memory of Indigenous communities.
It’s wild how these legends adapt over time. In the mid-20th century, Burrunjor got lumped into Western cryptozoology, with folks like Rex Gilroy linking it to dinosaur theories. I even found a vintage forum thread where someone claimed their uncle spotted something matching the description in Queensland. Whether you buy into it or not, the mystery is half the fun. Stories like this remind me why I love folklore—they’re alive, changing with every retelling.
The name 'Burrunjor' instantly makes me think of cryptids and mysterious creatures lurking in folklore. I stumbled upon this name years ago while deep-diving into Australian Aboriginal legends, and it stuck with me. From what I've gathered, Burrunjor is often described as a dinosaur-like creature said to roam the Outback, kind of like Australia's answer to the Loch Ness Monster. The stories vary, but most accounts tie it to Indigenous oral traditions, so it doesn’t have a single 'author' in the modern sense—it’s more of a collective cultural myth. Some cryptozoologists, like Rex Gilroy, have written about it, but the origins are way older than any book or article.
What fascinates me is how these tales evolve. Burrunjor’s descriptions sometimes mirror theropod dinosaurs, which makes me wonder if ancient Aboriginal encounters with megafauna fossils sparked the legend. There’s a 1950s newspaper snippet that mentions cattle station workers reporting huge, three-toed tracks, fueling modern speculation. If you’re into cryptids, it’s a deep rabbit hole—less about a definitive author and more about how stories persist across generations. I love how these myths blur the line between history and imagination.
Burrunjor’s one of those names that pops up in cryptid forums and instantly divides the room—believers versus skeptics. I lean toward the former, mostly because the idea of a relic dinosaur in the Outback is just too cool to dismiss. The 'author' isn’t a person but layers of Aboriginal storytelling, later picked up by cryptozoologists. Rex Gilroy’s books mention it, but he didn’t invent it; he just spotlighted it. The creature’s described as a massive, bipedal reptile, and some accounts swear it’s left physical evidence, like those infamous three-toed prints.
What grabs me is how these myths endure. Burrunjor’s story feels like a cultural mosaic—Indigenous roots, colonial-era sightings, modern speculation. It’s less about who wrote it and more about how many voices kept it alive. If you’re into mysteries, this one’s a gem—no closure, just endless debate.
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HUNJI: A Broken Wolf & the last witch of Andora - Book 4
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***Completed*** can be read as a standalone book. please note posted chapters are currently unedited.Knight of the queen or not, I am the expendable one, the one that shouldn’t be here, and the one that shouldn’t be alive. By all accounts, I should have died 13 years ago. A question I always ask myself, every time my eyes open: why am I still alive? Why did the gods let that old priestess find me so many moons ago and bring me back from the dead? Why did they allow me to live?I still wonder what my role is in this story and believe me there is more to this story than any of us know. I can feel it, see it unfolding, almost taste it. The last three years have just been a prelude to something bigger, something yet unseen and unknown. Lamia and Mathias may be the main characters, but we all had a role, an important part to play. Unfortunately, the script of our lives had been hidden away or maybe it just hasn’t been written yet.****Sent on a quest by his beloved Queen Lamia; Hunji finds himself back at the beginning. The place where his old life ended, and where the goddess granted him a second chance. On the hunt for a witch, Hunji must face his past - A past that left him broken. When the goddess breathed new life into him, he took an oath to serve her. Now that promise is being tested.He has survived his past but it's the future that threatens to turn his world upside down. That and the little witch who he was sent to find, protect and bring home; is hellbent on throwing a curve ball at every plan he had.
From the time she was a little girl, Lunus Reens knew what she wanted - to hunt werewolves. But when her first night as a Hunter brings her face to face with a wounded Alpha, she begins to see the human side of these murderous beasts. Confronted with the reality of a werewolf's humanity, Lunus is forced to make a choice. Will she continue in her quest to rid the world of these shape shifting menaces, or will she join Evan Marshal in his quest to find a cure and break the ancient curse which binds The Wolves of Banglador?
*Mild language, Adult themes*
Since The Fires of Alira one thousand five hundred years ago, dragons have lived separate from the other races in Midgar. They rarely make contact with others, unless in terms of conflict.
Eleonora is the descendant of the dragon sovereign, and will one day assume the throne of the Perilous Horde herself. The horde, despite years of murky conflict, forges an alliance with the human kingdom of Samirya located in the northern region. It is no longer a matter of petty bickering. Now, with the eve of a Great War looming over them, both groups lives depend on a truce.
As conflict thickens and land disputes grow increasingly more bitter, the chieftain of the Perilous Horde makes a final desperate move to unite the two worlds: the dragons will send an ambassador to protect the humans capital city of Mimmgar from the oncoming invasion.
And who should be that ambassador be but Eleonora?
Eleonora just hopes to complete that task quickly so she can return home, but soon finds that the humans are nothing like she expected. Forming an unforeseen connection with the human king, and becoming captivated by a young blacksmith, she begins to question everything she's ever known and learns that her homeland may have some terrible secrets of its own.
Book one of A Dragon’s Legacy.
In Raal, everything struggles to survive under a magically frozen sun. A young sorcerer travels the land in search of revenge and in search of his own lost soul. Elves, dwarves, goblins, humans, all the creatures of Raal are affected by the anger of one elf and the mystery of his impossible, destructive dark magic.
Bjorn Gydlin,, the rebellious son of surface trader, Captain Radoon Gydlin endures dreams of places he hasn’t seen, and disasters that haven’t happened. When he visits Below with his father, and runs head-on into physical wonders, unnecessary violence, and prejudice toward surface dwellers, the links between dreams and reality trigger his desire to bring a change to the here and now as well as the future. But, as always, change never comes without a price.
Book two of A Dragon’s Legacy, sequel to Dragon’s Breath.
With Eleonora leading the Perilous horde into a fierce battle to protect her home. She now must travel the lands of Midgar in search of allies to aid her. After a meeting with the notorious Horde of Fates, Eleonora travels to the Hidden Forest of the Fae. The Fae were proud allies of the Perilous horde during the great Fires of Alira. Now over a thousand years later the Perilous horde is once again turning to the Fae for help.
Eleonora's and Flavius's relationship is challenged as new unexpected problems arise during the war with the horde Betsalel. Will Eleonora once again close herself or will Flavius be able to pull her from the depth of despair.
During these troubled times, new people come from the shadows, some friends others foes. Will Eleonora be able to uphold her relationships and settle in as the new chieftain of the Perilous horde or will everything burn once more?