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Page 11 of A Dragon Tale About A Green Fairy
than the oddity of a dragon reciting.
In truth, if I were not a dragon, and you were not a fairy,
then we wouldn't care for these bones either.
But, as we are what we are, and the world what it is,
I accept my words are only for my own enlightenment,
which is a self consuming task, that leaves little time
for you, as you know, and the responsibility
of a childs life - heart mind and soul -
would eventually be the object of my scorn.
I am to selfish. It's another character defect.
I know. But the work of my art
is to repair the twisted chambers of my heart.
Though yours has room for children mine does not.
Obviously, that would not be fair to FarAgony. "
This upset the green fairy very much.
But, because she knew her heart would not change,
and she knew it wrong to force his heart the same,
she wept and freed the dragon, saying
"I would rather you be right with yourself
than wrong with me. Now, go. Please."
The beauty of her truth wept the dragon profoundly.
But, because he believed the same, he left silently.
To this day, they remain friends
who love unconditionally,
but with out surrender.
And who knows all fate's possibilities?
Some day there may eventually be,
playing in the moon, innumerous FarAgonies.
But who knows? I don't, and that is beauty.
The End.
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