A Dragon's Gentle Fire

NOTE: This is a small continuation of one of my favorite short stories I've written. If you haven't please go read my story If I Had a Dragon that can be found on my Vocal Media account page, under pinned, before continuing this story. Thank you!

It was but a quiet afternoon, the sun leaked gently through the forest tree tops, and the darkness of the forest seemed alight with joy. The birds were singing their songs, the trees were swaying and creating rustling sounds from the leaves, the creeks were creating a a calming trickling noise, and everything in the forest caused it to come alive and create music. It was a beautiful sight and a beautiful sound for anyone wanting to visit it. So I did...

The day I found the magic in my life, I was a young child who knew nothing of what many called the real world. I saw and talked to monsters, fairies, goblins, talking snowmen. I saw falling skyscrapers, moving mountains, daring heroes, and evil supervillains. I believed in all of these things, I saw them with my own eyes. One day, I even saw a dragon. As I got older I realized that these were all just parts of my young runaway childhood imagination. But one always was so real to me, so enticing that it felt true and I felt somewhat even at peace with it. It was a large, towering dragon that looked down upon me, and came off as threatening, but had the eyes of a gentle loving animal. Even me at the time, a young boy all alone in the middle of the forest, felt safe around this dragon who's claws were the size of a grown mans arm.

If you may remember, I had a large search that I had not given up on, for finding this dragon I felt as if was my best friend. I ended up opening the window of my house in the woods one night when I heard a s0und that I have only heard once before in my lifetime. I remember moving to the window, slowly and carefully.. My heart beat quickened, my nerves on edge, all my life I've been waiting, doubting myself, hoping this one was real. Afraid that I may never find out.

Drawing in a final deep breath, I reached out, pulled back my hanging curtains, and looked out the window.

Then I saw him... I saw a large, stunning, intimidating creature standing before me outside this window. I moved my head slightly outside the window, the cold breath of the nighttime forest brushing against my short dark hair. My skin gave a small shiver as the feeling of the outdoors hit me. But what really made me smile, was the sight of this dragon, this dragon who's head was bent down to my window, having to crane its head and neck down to meet at my eye level. I slowly stuck my hand out of the window, feeling the breath of this dragon against my hand and arm. I saw this massive creature look down on me, his eyes smiling. It gave me a sense of joy and happiness so see him. Almost as if he was a long lost friend of mine. It seemed that he recognized me as well. He recognized me even years later now that I was older.

Many would doubt this story that I'm telling you. Many would say I had made it up for sheer attention. But, this is untrue. I only mean to speak my mind, speak of what happened that night. That night was spectacular. There truly was a sense of magic that day, in my heart and around me. The dragon was beautiful, just exactly how I remembered. Which his spikes and long claws, his deep green and blue coloring. He truly was mesmerizing. He filled my sense of longing and loneliness. As if this dragon were another human being, or a lovely little dog, he stole my heart. I now continue to live out here in the woods, where I see him many days of the week, and for the days I don't see him, I still feel him close in my heart.