Writing for the Sake of Writing

This is all I can do for her now

 — 05/07/2020 11:34am

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I gave her the power to protect herself if there ever came a time when I was not there to protect her. That was the power of strength and transformation. However, as I looked before the shivering dragon before me, I could only feel sadness. I had expected to feel relieved that they were okay or even proud of them and what they were able to accomplish, maybe a bit of happiness that they chose a form similar to mine and looked so beautiful in it. But their eyes only held fear, contempt, and anger. It was concentrated not just for the battered people who now lay motionless on the floor, but those emotions were directed at me as well. I tried to approach cautiously by taking slow steps forward and keeping my hands in the air for them to see. I just want to help them. I don't want them to be afraid of me or themselves or anything that could hurt them. 

 As I approached, the deep growling emanating from their throat only got louder. I couldn't see it before, but I could now see there was a deep crimson color dripping from their claws and splattered across their body. The growling turned to snarling and their posture only got more defensive, as if they were ready to attack. I wish I could help them, and tell them it will all be okay, but I think there's only one way I can improve their life right now. I felt a single tear fall down the side of my face as I got close enough to touch them, but I couldn't do that. Not now, and probably not ever again. I reached my hand out caressing their face for what might be the last time, soaking in the way, even angry, they still closed their eyes and leaned into my touch. But I had already hurt them more than those people ever could have, that was evident by the scene around us. I soaking in the sight of their face as I grabbed the small orb that was hanging from their neck. When they felt my hand pull an array of different emotions seemed to consume them. I always did like how their thoughts were worn so proudly.

A mist covered their body, and a soft light enveloped them. Laying before me now was the woman I had fallen in love with. Her numerous scars she had told me stories about. Her soft, red hair that she dyed when she was in college. And there on her wrist was the bracelet I gave her for her birthday. She looked so peaceful, even while she lay sleeping on the floor with her ridiculous sleeping habits of trying to take up as much space as possible. 

 I picked her up and carried her to the next room. I didn't want her to see what had happened when she woke up. She at least deserved to wake up without a reminder of what happened this night. I have no abilities or tricks to make her forget, I can only hope that time does that for me. I took her down the familiar hallway to her bedroom. I placed her in the bed and smiled. Her hair was a mess. I tucked her hair behind her ear and let out a sigh. It was time... I opened the window and perched on the window sill, taking one last look at her as she was bathed in the moonlight I lept into the night sky.