"Steemit Challenge s28wk1 : Zany and the tiny colored dragon"

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It had been raining heavily in the afternoon. The city's empty streets were covered in fog where the light had lost its way there. The air held its breath and an invisible restlessness was hidden in the silence. Jeannie stood on the wet sidewalk. Her body is trembling. She held her little hood tightly by using both of his hands. But she didn't understand why she was holding on. She felt like loneliness would break her from the inside if she didn't grab onto something. The world is seemed to her eyes like a strange with unfamiliar maze where her own shadow sometimes became unfamiliar.

At that very close moment suddenly a light flashed in the middle of the darkness. Jeannie go forewarn and saw a small, bright, winged dragon floating silently on the other side of the pond. Its body was like a living firefly flickering not in fire. But in the line of light a thousand times brighter. The scene was so unreal that Jeannie's breath caught.

She remembered the old saying “Little dragons come only when the silence of someone's heart calls out an unknown question.” So was she looking for an answer? Or a lost fire? The dragon slowly flew to towards her. Even in the cold wind the warmth from the dragon's body was lightening the weight on Jeannie's chest. For the first time in many days later a soft light flickered inside her. She like hope or the beginning of a mystery.

The dragon stopped right in front of Jeannie. She forgot about her fear for a moment. She raised her hand, trembling, but without hesitation. The dragon came to her finger and sat down silently. As if the simplest yet most impossible thing in the world going to be happened. At that moment Jeannie felt all the pain, loneliness, and broken memories inside her slowly disappearing like fog. After a long time later a small smile appeared on her lips. She couldn't remember how long she had forgotten to smile.

Dusk fell. The city was shrouded in darkness, but an invisible light shone between the two of them. The dragon did not speak yet its feelings echoed throughout Jeannie’s mind. A mysterious, deep bond formed, wordless, yet sharply real. But just when everything seemed to be moving along peacefully, the wind changed. The surrounding light stopped. Jeannie felt the dragon floating above her hand, but this time its light was unfamiliar. Its wings were growing, its body was lengthening, and instead of warmth in its eyes, the cold darkness was thickening. In an instant, the small light-dragon transformed into a huge, fiery monster. The ground seemed to tremble. The sky stopped turning color. The dragon’s eyes now burned with the intense fury of destruction, soft light as if it had never existed. Fire began to gather in its huge mouth. If Jenny wanted to run, she could have done so, but she did not move. Only one question remained fixed in her eyes.

“Have you forgotten me?” the dragon roared. A wave of fire rushed towards the horizon. And standing in that fire, Jenny understood that the light that had protected her, kept her company. That light could tear her apart again.Because the both light and the darkness lived inside the same dragon. The fire began to consume her body.Yet at the last moment the dragon looked into her eyes not with anger, but with a deep, strange sense of guilt. Jenny could not say anything. She did not need to.

The story stopped here. Just like those wonders that are never complete. They only leave a mark in the heart that burns in the dark, the meaning of which can be understood and never goes away.

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