I understand it has been some while since I’ve last checked in, for this you have my most sincere, and heartfelt apologies. It has not been easy to for me to summarize the last few months into a culminate statement or story, other than it has been quite the number of experiences to relay. For the sake of time, I can say I have been displaced, dismayed, desperate, indisposed, and physically drained.
It all started soon after my late spring holiday, for whatever reason, I had begun to develop some unsightly welts! Good Lord Human was concerned! It brought on the whirlwind experience of visiting a Dragonologist (Herpetologist i’ve been told), finding myself in the possession of torso cream, and to my ultimate delight extended bath time. As it turns out I had managed to re-damage old wounds, badly bruising what I had thought had been long healed. While I’ve about completely healed from the experience, I’ve been forbidden to place my torso on things I once found desirable. It’s the price one must pay for ones health I imagine. Human is pleased in my progress. I didn’t care for the cream.
Within a month after the onset of the aforementioned ordeal, disaster struck my territories. One so great that it left myself, Human and my morsels homeless. I was in total bewilderment as to how something could happen in such a short amount of time. All of the paths I would stroll, the window ledge I often perched upon, the toasty bed I slept in. Dead to me within the course of an hour.
This left Human and I in a most peculiar situation, at the mercy and territory of another human (thankfully not another dragon). Despite our short term in said predicament, I found it most disagreeable to be in such a territory, especially one I could not claim. Many attempts soon after were spent trying to retrieve salvageable pieces of our former lives in my territories. Thankfully, Human was well acquainted with another human, who ended up restoring the territories to pristine condition within a few weeks time.
The return trips to the territories, for my inspection on the progress were not as exciting as I had expected them to be. The territories had an unfortunate odor, one so terrible it knocked me out of my senses at first whiff. Human assured me all would be well, and to just be patient. It was so unlike Human to be the stronger one in this situation. I suppose when one has lost just about everything, it’s all to easy to be disconsolate. I need to pull myself up and be prepared for future changes, as the ones I’d been handed were not favorable.
In no time Human and I were back to normal, if normal can even be expected. There was much work to do. Much territorial space to inspect, reclaim, and prepare. While it did take some time for me to become accustomed to the changes, I find that my window ledge still holds my greatest place of preference, solitude, and joy.
Despite things returning to normal, there were many occasions Human had to depart from the territories on errands of business and great travel. This brought on a great deal of inner struggle for my person. Perceiving my discontentment and loneliness, Human arranged that I stay with some kind humans at their humble abode, in hopes that I should be delighted by new scenery and human kindness.
While I was not allowed the freedoms I enjoy within my own territories, I was treated like a king! I was given the most luxurious baths, ate the finest of morsels, and was granted prime real estate in the best basking space in the territory. All was grand for the many days I spent there, with the exception of the fact I missed my Human dearly. Bless the caring humans that tried tirelessly to cheer me up, their efforts, antics and exotic morsels were greatly appreciated, but they held little appeal to my gloomy disposition.
Days passed, it was becoming unbearable being apart from Human. I began to fear the worst. What if Human never returned? What if I were never to reclaim my territories? What if… what if… What if…?! Rarely can I dissuade a melancholy disposition without mentioning the prospect of basking in the sun, the warmth it holds, the joy it brings. But the sun was not on my side this time, not for I, a lowly dragon. Fall had vastly set in, the days were getting shorter, the unwelcoming rainy days in abundance.
If the previous encounters with fate had taught me anything, the sight of my Human walking down a driveway to rescue me from my situation, had brought me more joy than any single event, bite of food, or moment in the sunlight. I was thrilled to be once more with my Human. Much to unfortunate embarrassment of my human keepers, I don’t believed my coloration had changed so rapidly in my existence. I had every mind to give Human what-for leaving me behind. I could tell within a second of my retaliation, Human felt the same way as I did.
In retrospect of this misadventurous summer, I can confidently state that a Dragon is often lost and far worse without a Human, and for that matter, a Human without a dragon can be as well. For those of you who have and have not, embrace the situation for what it is. It is all too easy to see the misfortune, all to difficult and important to overcome the situation stronger than ever.
I tell you this with the most peaceful and rested mind, that it is all too true, that you don’t realize just how grand a thing is until it is gone. Whether it be your health, your relationships, your homes, your treasures. There is always the ability to make it stronger, and for that matter slightly more disaster proof. If there are humans who assist you, thank them, as thanks is often greatly appreciated! (Except for Dragonologist’s who prescribe vials of torso cream! I’m sure they mean well, but I’d prefer the bruised appearance to a gooey torso!)
I wish you all well, and hope I find you in comfortable standing.
P.S.To the humans that came to my aid, you have my undying thanks.