Saturday, March 31, 2007
A Dragon's tale
Allow me to tell a tale of The Dragon and the Tree
Once upon a time, there lived a great dragon in a lonely cave of great grey stones.
The dragon detested the heat of the sun and refused to go out into the sunshine but he very much desired to go out into the open and play.
Many years went by and the dragon dwelled alone, hoping and wishing for more than just his little cave.
A great tree sprang up over time, near the mouth of the cave and it grew bigger and bigger each day. When it was big enough to be noticed, the dragon found it beautiful and neared the mouth of the cave to talk to the tree.
They spoke day in and day out for the tree was a great companion and friend.
One day the tree grew so large that it provided a mightly shade at the entrance of the cave.
"Come, come into the shade and be closer with me!" said the tree.
Being in doubt, the dragon asked nervously, "Really? You want me out?"
The tree spoke in soft caring tones and replied, "Yes, do come out. Let our friendship move up another level."
And so out went the dragon and the sights he saw, even frm where the tree provided shade, was amazing to him and he was glad. Thus he spoke more often to the tree, coming out day in and out to be with the tree.
Yet one day, the dragon fell ill with a sickness. The illness was a heavy burden to him and he could hardly move.
Concerned, the tree often peered into the cave and asked after the dragon.
But the dragon was often discomforted, in far too much pain to bother. He was angered and irritated by the tree's simple words of comfort. He wished that the tree would do something more than stand in a place of happiness and try to make him smile.
In his pain and irritation one day, he roared against the tree saying, "Shut up. Go your way and seek your happiness. An ill dragon is not fit to be your friend."
Hurt, the tree replied, "But I still care about you."
Really annoyed, the dragon blew a mighty blast of flame out of the cave and burnt the tree to ashes in an instant.
Soon, the dragon recovered and he shuffled towards the exit of the cave, peering at the ashes. And he wept. He cried and sobbed a great many heart breaking tears into the ashes, his claws ran through them and he stared at them all day.
His stout heart broke and the mighty dragon was humbled into nothingness.
"I'm sorry my dear buddy," was what he said. "I'm ever so sorry..."
But it was too late. The tree had left and there left the lonely dragon in his lonely cave, forever and ever after.
I'm sorry buddy......for everything.....=(
Posted by The Inflamed at 10:40 PM
