Of Dreams and Dragons III

Of Dreams and Dragons

I sat in a meadow next to a clear running stream, weaving flowers into crowns out of mere boredom. It may have seemed to be an extremely girly thing, but I was bored and had nothing else to do. Le’neh was taking another nap beside me, Ke’sarai was lurking in the shadows watching over me. Nek and Resh had gone off to spend more quality bonding time with each other. I was pretty much alone, at least, I thought I had been. I looked up at the sound of footsteps then beamed as a familiar face entered the area.


It was Sachael, a fellow Cherub like myself. She was basically my twin, since we were so alike. We have had the same element! I smiled brightly, waving her over as I sat among the field of flowers. “Hey, Sach! I thought you were spending time with Remiel?” I smiled, teasing gently. It was common knowledge that Sachael and Remiel were lovers, or maybe not? Who knew. I thought it was rather cute.


“I was, but he had to go do some… errands,” Sachael said, coming down to sit next to me. She heaved a sigh and picked at a blade of grass and I could tell something was bothering her. I frowned, leaning forward some and placing my flower crown on my lap. “What’s the matter, sis?” I blinked, tilting my head. Sachael looked up and laughed softly, shaking her head. “Always the blunt one, sis. I’m just worried about Remiel.”


“Why?” I blinked innocently, tilting my head to the other side as I eagerly awaited her reply. Sachael shook her head and stood, smiling down at me. “It’s nothing. I’ll catch you later, Elly!” And with a wave and smile, she was gone, leaving me to stare dumbly after her. She did that sometimes. Almost confess something to me and then suddenly change her mind and leave. But, I was used to it by now and so I merely shook my head.

I began weaving another flower crown and couldn’t help but wonder about what was plaguing Sach. But then again, was it really my business? I couldn’t help but be concerned, though. Though, if she wanted to, she would tell me in her own time. I couldn’t force it out of her.


I began humming as I weaved, every now and then glancing over at Le’neh to see if he was still asleep. I think he was catching Nek’s bad habits. With the sleeping a lot or maybe he’d been training too much and tiring himself out? I never knew with that unpredictable dragon of mine. I smiled fondly and hummed louder, moving silent to my own beat. I heard chuckling and I looked up to see Adrael standing before me. It was amazing how easily he could sneak up on me. I smiled, ceasing in humming.


“My, I seem to be having so many visitors today!” I said with a giggle, raising a hand to tuck some brown, silvery hair behind one ear.


“Really?” Adrael asked quietly, moving to sit down in front of me, wings twitching slightly as he peered curiously at me. I giggled and finished weaving the flower crown I had been working on. There were dozens around me that I had finished. “I was just kidding. My, you’re so serious!” I teased him, focusing my attention on him once again. I smiled suddenly in mischief, not even giving him time to question me before I leaned up and placed the flower crown upon his head and leaned back to study my work. “Lovely.” I giggled.


He blinked a few times before tilting his head up to try and look at the flower crown that I placed upon his head. I giggled, unable to help myself. “Careful or you’ll make it fall off!” He sighed and shook his head, raising a hand to adjust it because it was falling. “You sure are easy to make laugh, you know?” He couldn’t help but smile slightly, gazing at me fondly. I smiled back, but shyly. “Mmhm, I guess. I’ve been told that often!”


I suddenly stood up, startling him as flower crowns fell to the ground and I moved past him to twirl around in a circle, heaving a dreamy sigh. “Ah! I love being an angel! It’s so amazing!” I could feel his amused gaze focused on me, watching me as I acted silly. I kept twirling until I got dizzy and fell to the ground with a laugh, wings spreading wide. He chuckled and moved closer, unable to help himself. “You know, Adrael. I would hate being unable to fly. I think I would be miserable.” Adrael blinked and settled himself down next to me once more. “What if I was there? Would you still be miserable?” I blinked, glancing at him. I then smiled, giggling. “Well, if you were there, then I guess things would be better.” And I knew, that I would be happier if I had familiar faces around. Even if I was trapped in an alien world and unable to fly.


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Another story. These really do seems like memories with how easily they flow into writing for me.