For my unborn child.....The Story of the Dragon (II)

I will never let anything hurt you, my son. Now, baby, close your eyes and let me take you again in the world of the Princess and the Dragons...
"Walking on the empty, small streets of the old town, the Princess was trying to find answers. Suddenly, the air begun to heat...She stops...she feels somebody watching her and turns over the shoulder...In the dim light of the old pavement, she saw the Dragon...Uncontrollable heartbeats, slow and deep breaths...she turns... "Wait! Look at me, for once..." The Dragon flew...."Waaaaiittt!!!", the Princess screamed, but it was too late. He had already disappeared...
In her white room, the Princess lied back in the bad. "So there he is..He exists. Who is he? And...how do I make him talk at least?". She knew that this was her chance to find the peace that she never had before...

With very short glimpses, the Dragon was watching the Princess through the window. This way, he could not hurt her. "If only I could do something...she need to be happy. She deserves to be happy...I should leave...But how could I live without seeing her anymore? How could I help her when she needs help but is to proud to ask for it? "....

The moon was still round and white, illuminating the path for the stars....For a while now, the Princess was in her dream...Falling asleep in the Dragon's arms...trying to imagine and to feel how would his touch be...smiling.

Next morning, there was a Dragon....sleeping under the Princess's window...."

Resting his head on his mother chest, the baby let himself taken by butterfly fairies into the dreams World...Every story has a beginning..

Chess

"Razboiul de pe tabla de sah se traspunea in mine...doar tie nu iti pot intui a 5-a miscare...nebunul de alb e scos de un pion, dintr-o eroare copilareasca a jucatorului...ma pierd pentru o secunda in fumul din jur...ametitor...as putea...as putea sa inchid tot acum...nu am nevoie decat de o jumatate de pas si totul s-ar opri...pe tabla, sah..sutem in sah, iubitule...Sah mat...final? sau remiza?"

P.S. Sorry Sara...this had to be written in Romanian...you will understand anyway!

For my unborn child.....The Story of the Dragon (I)

"...In the fight with the Dragons, he always wins...Because he is a Dragon...His curse is that everything he sets eyes on, burns in the hottest, the most powerful and painful fire that have ever existed in the history of fairy tales.
This is why he hides away from the Princess...even though she loves him, even though she would prefer to finish burning than to miss him...

It started far behind time and space as we know it. Far behind touchable and material, ignorant,  fragments of life...In a time when fairies and butterflies were flying every day and night around each child, to protect him and to make him smile. In the time when the Sun was not the most glittering star of the Universe. In a space where Dragons were defending Humans...A space of "the Beginnings" and "the Ends"...

The Princess was crying...in her white room, hugging her "cow" and talking to herself..."Why me? Why all this? Why did I leave home? Why did I choose loneliness??" The white snow was covering the street and she wanted black. She wanted lights. She wanted...fire..."What if I call the Dragon? By generations, we were protected by the Dragons...My mother...my aunt...all the Princess in this family had their Dragon...I have to search mine!", the princess said to herself. She dressed up quickly, and left...On her flying lizard, back home, to solve the problems, as she always did, by herself.
Disaster appeared in the Central Park...with a kiss ... something was wrong. She should have felt burning...if HE would have been a Dragon, why doesn't it hurt..only if...
The Prince disguised in a Dragon haunted her for years. At that point she thought he is special..the Special Dragon that can help himself from hurting her in any way. Than it hurt..it burned...she thought that this is the proof that he IS a Dragon and he shall be hers...Couldn't she be more wrong than that...
They were kissing and holding themselves...But the Princess shed a tear...and the Prince felt and stepped back...He said it..."I am not a.." .. The Princess stopped him with another kiss..."This is the last time...You are just mean...It hurt, but not because you were my Dragon, but because your Human lies are worse than any Dragon look...This was the last time you will ever see or touch me...Just...go..." , and she turned around and waited for him to leave, feeling her heart exploding...The rain started...mixing disgustingly with the snow and the tears...The Princess needed her Sister and some other Human friends...She needed to forget..."

The baby is in the dreams land...for the last month, it was the only way to make him sleep. His mother was exhausted...but her happiness was far beyond any unslept hours, because she was just holding her happiness in her arms...

I love you, beyond all the ignorance and the fakes, I love you! YOU!