Donnie Dragon came home from school and found his father working on the garden.
Dad: How was school today?
Dad: Did you learn anything interesting?
Donnie: Sorta. We learned that humans don’t believe in dragons. Why don’t they believe in us?
Dad: I guess because we’re invisible.
Donnie: But we weren’t always invisible. Great-grandpa said that he knew a human.
Dad: Dragons live a long time. Much longer than humans. My grandpa’s human friend has been dead for a very, very long time.
Donnie: But people wrote about dragons. Why don’t they believe that?
Dad: Humans are strange creatures. If they can’t find evidence that something existed, they don’t believe it did. They think their ancestors made up the stories to explain something they didn’t understand.
Donnie: Is that why they believe in dinosaurs?
Dad: Yes; there are many bones left from dinosaurs. But our bones turn to ash when we die. It’s in their dirt, but they don’t know it.
Donnie: So, they don’t know that we were alive then or that we are still around?
Dad: That’s right.
Donnie: Why can’t they see us?
Dad: We had to become invisible, so they didn’t destroy us all.
He began to tell the story of dragons and the humans to Donnie at bedtime.
A long, long time ago, dragons lived in almost everywhere in Europe and Asia. There were thousands of us. And many varieties. Some even lived on the ground. There were no humans at the beginning.
When the humans arrived, we were afraid that they were going to start bothering us. Sure enough, the ground dragons were hunted as food.
The survivors climbed the mountains where it was safer. They started marrying the flying dragons, and the land dragons disappeared.
More and more humans appeared. They respected us and left us alone. But they were curious and soon wanted to learn more.
They started to climb the hills and mountains to look in our caves. They even took some of our children to study.
The fire-breathers were safer than the others, so we developed into one fire-breathing species. The humans continued to be interested in us.
The interest was different in the East than it was in the West. Unfortunately, both ended badly for us.
In China and East Asia, we were highly respected. They understood our control of water and our strength. The Emperors used us as a symbol of power.
Dragons and humans lived peacefully together for a long time.
Dad looked over and saw that Donnie had fallen asleep. The rest of the story was for another night.
To be continued.
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10 thoughts on “On Dragons, By Dragons (Part 1)”
I look forward to seeing the rest of the story.
WoW! Fantastic story! I can’t wait to read more.
Very innerestin’. Big hugs
Dezi and Raena
Mom thinks that the dinosaurs and the dragons were one and the same. Purr-sonally I would love a dragon furr-iend like Donnie. If he breaths fire he could warm up my leftover noms that Mom puts in the refrig. Tee hee hee.
We love the idea of warming the noms. Purrs, Snoops and Kommando Kitty
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