This is my entry for Sue Vincent of The Daily Echo‘s Thursday Photo Prompt Challenge.
There he lay on the summit of the Clift next to the castle. He knew he was dieing, his wound was mortal.
The gaping hole just above his tail had long since stopped hurting. He was so tired and cold. Both the feeling of tiredness and cold were new to him. Always the internal fires he owned had kept him warm and there was no room for tiredness in the life of a Dragon king.
He looked across to the castle where his beloved mate was clearly visible. She looked glorious even in death affixed to the turret and covered in gold.
He wept, he grieved a feeling until now unknown to him. He thought of revenge but it was too late he was already turning to stone.
The last of the dragons, now gone.
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Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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Even better sis! 💜
Thank you Ritu, must of hit publish by accident 💜💜
It happens sis !!!
It certainly does to me Sis 💜💜
How sad…
Yes, it is so sad 💜
The dragons aren’t gone in my world, just exiled, but there’s evil afoot.
I love dragons, maybe they are not the last of their mind then 💜🌹
Not in the universe I’m creating.
Excellent 💜
How sad! Perhaps there is hope and this isn’t the last of the dragons.
I really hope so too 💜💜
There is always hope in dreams. ❤❤
Yes indeed 💜💜
Interesting – dragons turn to stone after they die?
I certainly think that they do 💜💜
Such a shame 😦
Good one willow, sad when dragons cease to be.
Yes very sad I always thought that we should of treated them better.xxx
Nooooo!! 😦
Why did they have to die?
I know I regret it 💜😱
Oh…the poor Dragons! I hope there is a Dragon Heaven or another incarnation or Dragons. A very sweet and sad tale, but I really like it very much.
Thank you so much for reading, I hope that the Dragons are not quite done yet. Either way, this king and his queen will at least be together 💜
Ahh…that makes me feel so much better!! I am so glad! Karen 🙂
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This is so sad, Willow.
Yes it is isn’t it , l love dragons 💜
Thank you Sue another great crop of stories and poems 💜