Dragon and I continued our vigil in the garden, me with my back against the garden wall watching the negative thoughts hit the shield above the castle and Dragon getting ready to fly off, refusing to support me, refusing to help me get rid of the cause of all the hate pouring towards the castle which he brought into my life.
I ask him where he is heading too and he tells me he is bored sitting in the garden with me and he has other people to visit who he can go play games with. I look at him with hurt in my eyes asking for help, asking for him to be my friend and support me. He says he will always be with me, honestly, but he needs to go on to the many lives he has.
As I sit there in disbelief, he flies away and is gone.
As tears roll down my face and the negative thoughts pound against my shields, I stop and no matter how much I want to yell and rage and hurt, I don’t.
I quietly look up at the sky and a whisper crosses my lips, so low you can barely hear it even if you are straining, “No More. Good Bye.” And with those two sentences, the darkness in the sky fades and the sound of the pounding against the sky goes away and the sky is blue again.
I gather my skirts around me and I walk the path through the ancient trees offering their comfort and love and I head to the castle doors with tears running down my cheeks as I mourn the loss of my friend and I miss my Dragon.
As I enter the doors to the castle, night falls across the land and I head up the stairs to my turret where my Protector Dragon is curled around my bed posts sleeping, as I pet him good night, I can’t believe I had made such a mistake and that I could have been so wrong. I curl into bed and Cyn comes and wraps himself around me and we drift off to sleep.
