A Story of Wings
“Tell me a dragon story,” she pleaded.
“Give me something else, another character,” he replied as a thoughtful shade covered his eyes. She could feel the web of characters already forming in his mind.
“A dragonfly,” she quickly uttered. This made him smile.
“Once upon a time, there was a dragon, very powerful and brave in his heart but one of his wings was dormant…”
“What is dormant?” she asked as she moved closer, now feeling a bit more comfortable around him.
“One of his wings was asleep, he could not fly, so he was always mocked by other dragons. One day as he was standing by a river, he noticed a beautiful creature standing on the surface of the water. Her colors were in perfect harmony with the river and the grass and all the flowers. However, he envied her wings most of all.”
“I am Anis, what is your name?” she spoke hastily.
“M..me? I am Baal,” he stuttered.
“What are you?” he asked after recollecting himself.
“A dragonfly,” she said proudly, and flew closer to Baal, inspecting him.
“Impossible, you are not a dragon, you are so tiny,” Baal said with a laugh that made Anis really sad. But he quickly realized his mistake; he was being bitter like the other dragons had been with him. “I am sorry, you know what you are, I shouldn’t have spoken like that,” he apologized and felt the sensation of blushing covering his face.
Anis cheered up immediately. “Let’s go for a walk, I will show you something.”
“Walk?” Baal was surprised at the offer. No one had ever asked him to go for a walk before.
“Yes, you know when you use your feet, instead of your wings,” she teased.
“Oh, I see, you pity me because I cannot fly,” he spoke gloomily.
“I don’t pity you, life is bigger than flying. Walking with you is what I want to do now and every day if you want to be my friend.”
Baal couldn’t believe that such warm and gigantic words could come from such a tiny creature.