A dance in the sky

When you rise how high that you can touch low clouds with your wing, and the wind, gentle and warm, at the height turns into tearing and throwing all living things that fall into its clutches, you feel all the power and greatness of the world where you were born.

A silver-sky-colored dragoness, sweeping through the wind with its wings, swept between heaven and earth. The sun broke through in places through the clouds and played in the drops of rain falling regularly from heaven, bringing moisture and life to the earth for everything that is alive by the waters of the world. At this wonderful moment, I unbearably wanted to share with someone that amazing view and mood that played in me, but no one was around.

There was not a soul in the sky except me, and below were endless fields and a river, which with a mysterious pattern of dark silver lay on the vastness. Looking into the distance, in the stream of rain falling from the sky, I noticed an unusual shine. It was the sparkle of the sun shimmering on the falling drops, but everything looked like the ice on the mountaintops shining on a clear day. This radiance was so mesmerizing that it took my breath away, when the next moment, the lights flapped their wings and spreading their tail and paws rushed towards me with all their essence.

Wave after wave, we flew towards each other and there was no longer any fear in our hearts of the unknown. For the first time I saw such a breathtaking miracle of heaven, although I myself never ceased to be surprised, for many years conquering this kingdom of wind and weather. We almost buried ourselves in each other when I twisted and slid under the dragon flying over me, and he passed over me, dousing the scales and my face with cold water droplets from which I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I had already lost sight of the flying creature … Blinking again, I began to turn around, and my eye again caught this strange action taking place over my head, taking the form of a dragon right out of the air, from water droplets that gather in the clouds.

For the next moments, I continued to fly without taking my eyes off him, and the dragon from the raindrops, as if playing with me, flew in parallel, flapping its wings in time with my flapping. Overwhelming my curiosity with a fear of an unprecedented never before, I succumbed to it, hoping to scare, but instead of dodging, he just as sharply rushed to me. At some point, I expected a blow, but only felt that my legs were immersed in water, which, when I regained consciousness, turned out to be his legs. Yes. We held each other with our paws and we flew. The dragon hung upside down on me and continued to flap its thinnest wings, consisting of streams of water, like my reflection. I didn’t feel his weight or the flapping of his wings. It was like a fluff in my paws, but the water of which it consisted burned a little with cold, as if it were icy like a spring.

The dragon smiled at me with its translucent muzzle, through which small streams were visible, creating an image. In his eyes, I read the genuinely childish happiness of the game and the joy of meeting, as if you met an old friend with whom you shared many horizons and many years. I wanted to ask him, but I could not say a word, because of the emotions rushing over me. I didn’t try to escape and my legs were already accustomed to the cold of his embrace, but the thought came to my mind, to fly up, and, obeying the thought, the wings began to gasp for air, lifting me and the dragon up. I looked up, where the wings were carrying me, but at some point I felt his cold paws tenderly touch me, embracing me, and he pressed himself against me, pouring millions of cold droplets that flickered in the sun. The wings stopped, as if frozen over, and, having lost support, we both began to fall down. I still looked up into the sky, where the trail of droplets shining with lights in the light was carried away, and the dragon continued to cuddle up to me, embracing and giving even at the moment of falling, the feeling of something dear that soothes and caresses the soul. We fell together, and all I heard was the roar of the wind. The dragon seemed to dissolve in me, flowing around and covering scale after scale. I felt cold rain water with my tongue, and at that moment the wings seemed to flap themselves and hit the air with a pop, scattering the spray. The dragon was gone. He fell with drops of water on the ground, as rain should have fallen. I just left with me that taste of heavenly water and the feeling of adhering droplets on the wings and scales, which now brought a feeling of freshness and the feeling that he was still with me. Descending to the ground, I thought of nothing. As if he washed away all my fears, bad thoughts from me, filling me with peace and joy in my soul. That was a long time ago. As a child, when there could only be dreams about the sky, I sat in the pouring rain and, squinting at the sun, tried in vain to see the one who so generously sprinkles everything with drops of water. I had a dream to meet this creature and be sure to ask him to water the earth with water so that the flowers bloom, the rivers fill up to the very banks, the birds bathe in puddles, and the forest near which I lived was filled with the aromas of mushrooms and the smells of pine needles, berries, debate. I am grateful to him, who met on my way and gave me faith that even the wildest dreams can come true. Dragons, believe and fly high in search of your dream.

A dragon journey

They agreed to meet on the glade in the forest, close to the edge. The dragoness was waiting for him, pacing and thinking about something personal, at times releasing claws or pushing aside the branches on her way with a paw. She did not just walk in circles, but she was trying to make a figure on the ground from scattered branches and rumpled grass. Being fully immersed in her thoughts, she did not notice neither the time nor what she was doing.

It was evening and the time of the meeting was approaching. The dragon, landing at the edge of the forest and not even thinking of stopping, flew at a speed of flight between the trees. Cracking branches, holding his wings close, he pierce into the thicket of undergrowth into the bushes. Trying to get through the thicket he knew that there are a glade not far from here, where they decided to meet. He is slowing down and start walking, trying to calm down and listen to the wind-roaring in the forest and hearing his heart. He blames himself. It would be easier to find other path. He could reach the glade quicker going along the path, he thought while pulling out paws from branches after with every step and feeling the wet marshy ground under his paws.

Not too far in front he sight a dragoness behind trees who are walking in circles on a glade. No doubt, he did all the way to here only to met her. Holding his thoughts, he hurried to reach a glade to her, no longer noticing that he had gone through some swamp and was messy. When he went out into light of sun the only thing he thought about was do not scare the dragoness with his appearance. He smiled an was surprised that the dragoness was very glad to meet him no matter he was covered with a dirt and leafs. She come closer to him, but did not dare to touch. Instead that she silently shook her head and point into the depths of the forest to the path they going to go. The dragoness carefully turned around and, as if by accident, touched the dirty legs of the dragon with its tail. He looked at the paws where his tail touched. The paws were all wrapped by marsh grass and covered with a mud. He was a little ashamed of his appearance, but he forgot about it just dragoness’s tail disappeared behind trees. Next moment he followed her.

So they walked through the dark forest, having a feeling that there is beginning to grow dark above, but they were not scared. Together they weren’t alone. Sometimes one of them stopped harshly pointing with a glance at a wonderful tree or on a ray of light beautifully breaking through the branches on a forest’s grounds. It seemed that they were simply looking for impressions, but all that tenderness in their eyes and the smoothness of the movements said that they were interested in each other, that they wanted to show each other what they could see in a simple forest. Coming to the fork where they could choose the path? they both decided go further into the deep of woods. They had to walk along a narrow path one by one, and sometimes the one who was ahead stopped, opening one wing and did few short steps backwards. That mad\e the other’s heart tremble with a lack of understanding of what had happened, but after standing for some time both continue their walk forward again. It was nice for them to play with each other like this. This was letting them feel the value of the moments they both spent together.

So they passed the forest, going out into the field. The sun went down and the moon shone. Both dragons was happy realizing that they had done it. Together they passed that forest, which now looked behind the dark and terrible. And now they are running away from the forest, across the field very close wing to wing, making their way further up the hill. At the top of the hill they looked around. Here they are safe.

Far and wide there are was a field around dragons.The field was covered with purple flowers, which shimmered in the light of the silver full moon, giving a romantic atmosphere. Here from the top of the hill it was possible to see red flowers that bloomed in the night on the neighboring slope. They glittered like a tiny stars on the ground, as if they reflecting the starry sky that spread its wing over two dragons. So they both stood looking at the breathtaking landscape. Inside each of them, was something that trying to break out, and they both muzzles half-turned to each other’s. At that moment they felt a warmth inside their bodies, as if a warm wind lifted them over the ground and circled in the dance. In fact, everything was spinning in the dragons’ heads when they cuddles each other. She was no longer concerned about the fact that the dragon was still covered in the mud, and the dragon was no longer afraid to touch her even being in such appearance.