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One day my dragon, discovered how to read; whomever taught him, is anyone’s guess.  Once he discovered historical novels; none of us would rest.  Night and day, he inhaled words; great fiction, based on fact.  Then one day, our power went out; his world, it just went black.

For eight long days endured; we could hardly see but, the hardest thing to take was dragon’s anxiety.  “What sort of world is this?” He shouted furiously; “where nothing works, not even lamps; oh no, I cannot read!”  We tried our best to calm him; during his rants and raves; it seemed a good idea, but dragon paid no heed.

“I want my books; I have to read!” Screamed dragon, as he cried.  His elephant tears soaked carpets; so great was his novel need; we tried to scrounge up candles, matches and the like; but he complained, his head, it ached, from reading in dim light.  

Then he had an idea; it was a shocking fright. “My flames,” he said, “Are brighter, than any man made light.”  Talk about your lead-ball-drop; our stomachs, it did pierce.  “You’ll have to read out in the rain,” we warned him, “not in here.”

The idea didn’t appeal to him and so, he soon conceded; oh, we were so happy, when he did; no father warnings were needed.  Then an idea bloomed in me; of which I did relay; perhaps old dragon could be appeased; by some books on tape!  So, I went to gramp’s library and borrowed all I could; he loved reading like dragon; before he’d lost his sight.  I must’ve pulled 500 tapes from his bookshelves of cedar wood.

Now grump’s; somewhat of a hoarder; leant me half his batteries and an ancient old tape player; dragon gave a crushing hug, when I returned home later.  I spread the tapes upon the table; and dragon’s eyes grew with delight; to proportion’s that I’d never seen on him; that very night.

When power finally was restored, to our neighborhood; dragon resumed reading books; his anxiety, gone for good.  I vowed that such, would never occur again and I did my research thoroughly, days on the web, I’d spend.  I researched every reader; every mp3 and book; dragon was so happy with his new technology.  A couple of extra batteries; I’d bought and kept recharged; for downloading stories, I bought him, a pre-paid visa card.
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