Kali and the Dragon

It was late in the  day and Kali was beyond frustrated. She sat at her large drawing desk full of pens and inks just as she had sat there that very morning. All day she had hovered over her papers and attempted to create a masterpiece. It had been days, weeks, since she'd  created a single piece of worthy work. This failure was only made worse by the fact that she would soon be out of money if she did not sell something. Her landlord had only yelled at her five times within the day to remind her of her late fees. She truly had but only two options. Make a piece of art to sell or sell her beloved dragon, Georgino. She glanced sadly at her best friend, curled up in front of a rather pathetic fire. Determined Kali stared down at her page. She tried different angles. She tried gathering inspiration. She tried, oh yes, she tried. But, there was nothing so Kali simply sat until darkness flooded the room. Sighed heavily Kali let her head fall onto the desk and began to weep. Georgino's head perked up and he flew to the desk. Landing down softly he crawled over to Kali and nudged her gently with his nose. Kali pushed him away and continued to cry. With a smoky snort Georgino took hold of Kali's hair and began to pull. She tried swatting him away but it was in vain. She finally looked up at her friend with  an annoyed eye. Happy to have her attention the dragon licked the tears off Kali's face. This affection brought a small smile to the girl, but it was extinguished as soon as her gaze fell over her blank page. The curious Georgino landed gently on the girls shoulder and cocked his head to the side. Kali lifted up a hand and scratched the dragon gently between the ears causing him to give a toothy smile. In a sudden motion the little dragon swooped down and snatched up a paintbrush. Kali lunged at him to get the brush back, but Georgino kept out of her reach. She ran after him around the room yelling out as she knocked things over. Eventually, when all the room was in disarray, Kali slumped into her seat. Georgino hovered over her head, holding the paintbrush triumphantly.  Kali gazed up at him with a angry look. This look melted into an amused one thought and Kali gestured to the paper. Excited, Georgino dipped the brush in ink and set the tip of the brush on the page. He then fluttered around the desk as if performing some sort of dance. It was intriguing and almost graceful in a way. Kali stared in awe as Georgino filled the page with delicate lines. In the end the little dragon held up a beautiful scene before Kali. Kali snatched up the paper and glanced up at Georgino. Her eyes flicked all over the paper. Her brow furrowed and she slowly made her way to the window. Peeling back a curtain, held she the paper up grinned excitedly. Georgino had created a picture of the town in all it's glory. It was quite wonderful. Kali spun around the room. She snatched Georgino up into her arms and spun him around too, hugging and kissing the whole time. Georgino, however, was not at all enjoying the attention. He squirmed and eventually escaped Kali's grasp. He flew above the drawing and sent a wave of flames at the paper. Kali watched in horror as the paper was consumed by the rainbow of fiery colors. She fell slowly to her knees in a mix a fury and despair. Georgino had stopped his fire and seemed pleased with himself and he made a series of high pitched chirps. He hopped on the desk, looking down at Kali and then back to the desk. Kali stood up slowly and looked down. On the table lay Georgino's drawing, unharmed and filled with powerful colors. The drawing was no longer black and white, but filled with the colors of Georgino's fire. From blues to deep reds. The picture seemed alive and so real. Never before had Kali seen such wonderful colors for she did not know how to get them. Now she saw not only a masterpiece, but new hopes and new ideas. They were fresh in her mind and as bold as the colors on the page.