Time long ago as fairy tales go,
there lived a dragon that ruled the
land from the highest mountaintop,
to the edge of the sea.
He was as black as the night, with
no moon. The edges of his scales
were jagged and rough tipped in
a fiery red. His claws he kept sharp
as a razors edge.
He roamed the earth with much
hatred and vengeance. He destroyed
any one or thing that he did come upon.
One day he happened to be down by the
sea, this is a place he liked to be. He
was gazing out over the water his mind
a drift when all of a sudden this creature
appeared from right out of the sea.
It was a mermaid, a princes of the sea.
he gazed upon her beauty for she was
the most splendid thing he had ever
Her skin was deep emerald green and
her hair dark coral blue. Fins of yellow gold
and eyes baby blue, that glisten in the
sun. She swam about with grace and
ease, no fear did she posses of the fearsome
dragon on the shore.
The dragon now bulged himself up and
took a firm stance called out to her with
a mighty roar, who are you to be by my shore?
The mermaid now gazed upon his massive size
and with much tenderness said, I am a mermaid
princes of the deep.
Now the dragon as mean and mighty as he
upon hearing her voice buckled at the knees,
fell to the shore with out much of a chore. What
is this that has happened to me he thought to himself.
I feel kind of strange like something is wrong with me.
He called out to her and said with a plea what
have you done to me? As the mermaid gazed back
at the dragon for a moment, she said so softly
why nothing kind sir what do you mean. My anger
my hatred, the violence I posses is go from me.
Now the mermaid smiled and proceeded to tell the
dragon now completely dismayed why nothing has
happened to you except that you now feel another
side of you. This is what they call love a splendid
feeling it is, now your life will be different you will
see. Then as quickly as she appeared, she vanished
under the sea.
For a long time did the dragon stand there by the
shore just shocked to the core, now confused and
dismayed turn towards home with a calmness and
peace something knew to explore.
The land he once roamed with a fiery vengeance
now looked quiet different, with a beauty of sorts.
He was still a dragon but no more anger for life
did he feel just a feeling of love now filled the soul.
Now the inhabitance of the land both animal and
man could live out there lives with no fear of the
dragon for he was as lovable as a lamb.
Is this not how fairy tales go?