I dreamt once of dragons,
Flying in the night,
Boundless.
The starlight echoed in their wings,
In their minds,
In their souls.
And I had that thought again,
That I could be their next of kin,
That I might be a dragon too,
If only I could fly again...
Then from my soul a cry arose,
A cry of pain, of longing, or sorrow,
Of desire to fly again.
Then I stepped out into the night,
And I felt the dragons
Surrounding me.
Their thoughts pulsing within mine,
Becoming mine...
And then I flew again.
© 1997 Alaranth Starshimmer. All rights reserved. Do not copy without permission.