Fire and Ice

Now, the other day Dragon over heard it said that, eventually, we all must die. Now remember he is only 2 years old, and suddenly he’s worried about me, sigh! Yes, my hair is gray, and yes, my old bones do creak, but I have more left in me… I’ll be here tomorrow, and be your Mama, for a while, this I know, Trust me! He continued to fret, so I explained the cycle of life, but said I’m not dead, YET! Now he wanted to know… if he could go with me… when I eventually leave… So I told him as my Dragon, if he truly wanted to go… he could leave with me… But why should he want to go… if I am in Heaven, looking down for him, to see. For I will be the brightest star, watching him, endlessly… I will never leave… But he is rather smart, for a 2 year old to be, so how can he remain alive, you see? He was born from my imagination so, he ask: How, oh how, will he survive? Not to worry, I did say… for I’ll put you in a series of books, to keep you alive. He didn’t understand, and fretted and cried, still some more, how could he survive? When on a shelf in some old dusty store, how could he ever truly, be truly alive? I said, by the imagination of those who read that book, he’d survive, truly, indeed! For people are all made up, of all the past experiences and all that they do read. What Mama wouldn’t want to keep your book, to read to their, own sweet children? Or I can make you magic, if you want, to travel the world… you’ll be just like Merlin. Then you can visit every country and town, in every language, known everywhere. At that he stopped his crying and fretting, but the hiccups didn’t leave, with the tears. So I got out some paper bags, and said Breathe… Dragon… Slowly… Breathe… But darned if he didn’t light them all afire, until I ran out of bags with his last sneeze. I realized the hiccups were getting worse, but Grandpa Troll said not to worry, at all… He said…You’re favorite color is blue, isn’t it? And you think ice is as cool as fire? Well, don’t worry! Shortly, any moment now! He’s about to be able to throw ICE! What, Oh What, has my imagination done… How do you deal with ice? My Oh My! Suddenly, I felt like a deer caught…In The Headlights! Gee, with Dragon it seems, there’s always going to, be Another Surprise!