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The legend of the dragon and girl

19 Aug

The dragon was very small – the growth of little more than girls. She too was growing up, and she liked the dragon – a beautiful, winged, with shining eyes …

So they became friends, and sometimes the dragon prevent girls climb on his back and a long summer with her in the night sky. The girl laughed, holding the hands to the sky and the stars fell down to her palm, like drops of rain, and the dragon smiled, and tried to escape from his mouth the little flames …

… Together, they often wandered on Forests. It was their favorite fields: there were beautiful flowers and strawberries growing nearby, the girl gathered it, and a handful of berries is always poured into the dragon mouth. The dragon, of course, it was not necessary – he missed the sunlight and the rays of the moon – but little fresh berries seemed such delicious – maybe because they are collected for a dragon girl. Evening, she received a dry boughs, and the dragon has helped her to make a fire, and throw out the very next. They looked at the soaring scarlet spark, a dragon and a girl sang songs, and he told her wonderful stories and danced to it in the sky, and leads to a forest fire animals – the girl talked and played with them, and the moths were sitting on a glade … And once came to the fire from the White Unicorn Valley Iris, and spoke to them – thoughts, and it was like music – a beautiful, deep and a little sad. ..

… Time passed, the girl had grown up, and the dragon became so great that when he slept, he could take over the hill, covered with pure-gold of autumn leaves. No, they have remained friends, but the dragon is increasingly felt too big and awkward, but the girl was so thin, that fragile …

More he could not roam with the girl in the woods, and if he tried to ignite a fire, his breath would have scorched the fierce tornadoes trees. Dragon mourn, and a girl told him funny stories to liven up his a little, but he was afraid to even laugh: burn something else by accident …

Once he complained Unicorn – said that he does not want to be great. Better I was little, sighed the dragon, and we would have walked together, play like, but now? And Unicorn said: each its own way, you will soon understand this …

And then came to the land problem. Unaware whence came a gray mist, and where propolzal he did not leave anything alive. Wasting away the grass, foliage cover of trees, in horror and ran away animals silent bird songs. All were selected near the fog, carrying death and people did not know how to protect yourself and what to do. Then the dragon went away, and for a long time nobody knew nothing about it, and the girl became silent and sad …

He came back. Gold scales it has faded, trapse perebitoe wing, and dark spots of blood marked his way, and tired, he covered his eyes shining.

He came back and said: It will not return. And then lay down on the ground and fell asleep. It was like a hill, covered pure-gold of autumn leaves. He slept for a long time. I was a star in the sky, otgorela autumn, winter snow muffled his … And then there was spring, and bloom next to a sleeping dragon flowers – gold, as his wings, scarlet, his flame, purple, as his blood … A girl was waiting for everything: when the dragon wakes up? And came to him and stroke his shiny scales, wept quietly and sang his songs …

Then came to them from the forest White Unicorn, Unicorn zelenoglazy wise. And the dragon awoke. Is it really bad to be big, said Unicorn.

Each their own way, replied the dragon, now I understand. “

 
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