The Meeting

Can you imagine drowning in grief from a tragedy, wandering the woods, seeking the answers to your own mortality, and accidentally stumbling across a young dragon. Your minds connect and images are exchanged. Emotions seem to mirror one another, fear and fascination come at you from both ends. At some point you realize that the dragon before you is less than half adult size, new to flying, brilliant and terrified as he is tasked with the job of learning and exploring the world.

That was Heron, early in his 20’s. His betrothed had died in the same fire that took out many of his relatives. They had all come out of their woodland homes to seek an answer to some strange mental deterioration that seemed to have infected so many of his people. The fire had missed him only because he had gone into the woods to hunt and bring back a good supply of meat.

That young dragon gave the grieving human a new purpose, a new beginning, and a way to belong to something. Grabon for all his youth and inexperience saved Heron that day.