Loneliness of a Dragon
#1 of Short stories
A little short story about the loneliness of a dragon. It's also a way of me expressing how I feel at times. Sorry in advance if this affects the reader.
Loneliness of a Dragon
It was a dark and lonely in the cave. Zeren laid his head down and watched as the rain fell outside. Lightning flashed, lighting up the entrance and illuminating his face. He was a silver black dragon with green eyes but those eyes were filled with sadness. The peel of thunder outside echoed in the cave as it rumbled through the sky.
"The heavens themselves cry yet there is nothing for them to cry for." He says sullenly before letting out a sigh. "The loneliness is filled with sorrow and sadness. All the ones who were potential had been taken or were not interested. Thus I live in the cave alone when I had intended to live here with a mate of my own. A lovely dragoness to say the least. A great beauty that was indeed the envy of others her beautiful sapphire blue scales accented by the shining silver that ran through them. Her elegant form causing others blood to run hot even as she flew through the skies. Here I lay wondering what happened to her. She had vanished one day for unknown reasons. Rumors said she had been taken as a mate by a white dragon others said she fled to seek a more peaceful place."
Zeren stood to his feet and walked towards the entrance where he sat and stared out into the veil of rain. The darkness of the forest beyond and the silence of his cave only added to the loneliness that he was already feeling. He hung his head as depression began to take its hold. His own scales used to shine yet now they were dull in luster and only reflected the rain the fell upon them from time to time. He would have been crying in his sea of loneliness when what felt like a spear of pain shot through his chest. He knew what it was, it was the pain that he always felt when he began to dwell on such things as these.
Normally he occupied his mind with other things to keep him from thinking on such depressing matters. It still did not stop the occasional pang of hurt when he sought the comfort of one who would love him yet found naught.
"Would it matter if my existence were to end this night?" He asked before shaking his head and putting on a sad smile, "Of course it would matter. There are others out there who seek the same as me though I seek something more than a simple mate or a lover... I seek the one who will make me feel whole. I had been told one time to wait five years yet it's been so long, I don't remember how many years have so far passed. The pain still remains and the loneliness is ever prevalent. Yet I keep looking to the future in hopes of finding my true mate. Hopefully we will end up seeking each other out and eventually find one another." He chuckles to himself before returning to the inner sanctum of his cave where he would wait out the storm.