A companion for a dragon.

The village sent her forth to
Appease the Dragon’s soul.

A young lady sweet and nice
Innocent to the world and yet
Now her world is to end.

Dragon old and wise. Comes to
See who is brought to him this day.

His eyes see, his heart jumps and
The crowd runs, the lady screams and
Faints. And yet gently he carries her.

Within his place he puts her upon
A soft silken pile of cloth to rest.

Slowly silently he waits within
The shadows for her to arise and waken

She stirs unknowing. Looking forth
Through half-closed eyes. Searching.

Slowly she sits up dazed in the fact
She is still alive. And yet scared she might be.

He waits and walks from the Shadows.
As her eyes reflect her thoughts and troubles.

He shifts into her form. As an older
one he softly steps into her sight.

She sees a man older than herself and he
Step out somewhere. She awaits his
Voice or more words. Not sure what to do.

He sees her hesitate and softly welcomes
Her into his home. And reflects she will be safe.

Her mind whirls at the sound of his voice soft
Yet powerful. Old and knowing she listens.

He offers her food and drink. She partakes
Automatic like no tasting only the motions.

Slower her senses clear and the questions
Start as a dam that has broken and let the waters go.

Quickly and are the answers he gives
Almost as if he already know the questions.

Time passes she stays with him.
Learning to care for him and waiting for
him to return when he goes away from time to time.

Seasons past and the girl grows
Quickly into a woman. One that
Any man would be envious to have.

Upon her 21st year her friend told
Her he would tell her his name and
Secret. But only if she agreed to stay.

She had grown closer to him than
Anyone else she had ever known. In the
Seasons since she was given up to the dragon.

That day was never discussed nor
mentioned. But now she felt it was
Time to ask for the truth.

Upon her day of age she awoke to find
A grand dress and jewelry laid out for
Her to wear.

As she entered the main cavern She
Saw candles and Jewels sparkling as
Lights in the night sky.

A single chair had been placed
In the center of the floor.

His voice came from every where yet
Nowhere and asked her to sit.

Doing so She noted the Light seemed
To end Just beyond her sight and all
Was cast in darkness within the twinkling.

She called forth to him for the reason
Of this. And why on this day was
The memories of the past returning.

Slow from behind her she heard him
Move. His voice filled with emotion.

He told her of bring her here. Watching
Her awaken. And grow into what
She had become.

She asked what he meant For didn’t
The dragon fight within for her.

He stated that he fought the dragon
But from the inside was the hardest battle.

She wondered at this statement.
And turned to see him.

She jumped to her feet when the dragon’s
Face she saw. And yet she reached for
Him as she saw her friend’s eyes within that face

As she reach forth. He spoke his
Voice cracking with emotion.

He spoke of the day he saw her. How
His heart and soul cried out.

He spoke on the seasons they had shared
And the bond each had found within the other.

Her eyes shed tears and a smile lit her face
Realizing that had happened and yet seeing
What he feared as the ends of a beginning.

Slowly the hurt and loneliness left his
Eyes as she watched a spark grow to replace
What was.

Softly he asked her to stay with him
To be his companion and friend.

Then she laughed loud and quick. So
Much he Jumped at that heart felt sound.

With girlish glee and a woman’s seductiveness
She looked at him and answered she would.

As if chains had broken from him he
Felt Free and no longer alone.

As the years passed they traveled words
And places.

Legends of a lady and an old seer were
formed. And yet no one ever quite ventured
correctly.

She grew and cared for her friend. As age
Creeped into her body his love equaled any
Ever written of.

Upon her 90th year she weakened
His love nor magic could not save her.

And so again he is alone. Waiting
For some one to be the one for him.

Perhaps you will be hat one.
Only time and his heart can tell.

And yet maybe he has already
told his heart. But fears to ask you.

For if you answer no his world will
Darken and yet a yes will open it
Once again.

Does he dare take the chance. Or will he
Remain with memories and time never
To step forth again.

For you see he knows time is
only so long with someone. And
it hurts to lose love again and again.

We must wait and see. For your
Words will decide for him.

Word it well for he awaits to decide.

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Comment by Crystalis DeCavalier on July 20, 2009 at 9:30pm
That is such a beautiful and heartwarming story! And yet, it carries the sadness of agelessness with it as well. Truly a touching piece. Thank you for sharing it with those that would read it dear.

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