Night . . .
We should've been back by now . . .
But me and Toothless, we didn't leave the cove, the pit where I met the Night Fury . . .
My Friend . . .
My Best Friend . . .
My Amazing Friend . . .
My Beautiful Friend . . .
Toothless thrusted his pure, ebony wings and glided . . . no, not the sky, but in the depths of the cove pond . . . I was with him.
I was underwater with him, and I watched him.
Miraculously, as I gazed in awe to the dragon's graceful, underwater dance, it was clear . . .
I could see the clear, clouds of bubbles which was born from the lone Night Fury's swift movements, float through the peaceful blue, toward the light, the pure, white moonlight that, with magnificent power, beamed through the comforting silence of the cool paradise.
Toothless . . . he seemed to have merged with the blackness, only his pale, green, eyes glowed, giving himself away. But I can tell . . . I can see.
The outline of the majestic creature's body and wings gracefully flowed in sync with the water's motion, I . . . I just couldn't tear my gaze away.
Toothless glides swimmingly towards me and gently nuzzles my neck as an embrace and an invite to join him in his dance.
To show my acceptance, I wrap my hands around his warm neck, I could almost feel the deep and soft purring that vibrated his gleaming scales.
He takes me deeper, and deeper, and deeper, twirling into the underwater shadows.
Somehow, I couldn't feel any burning in my lungs, it was as if a miracle was taking place I the depths.
I twirled with him, I glided with him, I danced with him. I didn't want to stop, I wanted to stay here with only Toothless, away from the business of my village, away from the oppressing burden of taking care of many.
I wanted stay here, within this quiet, blue, heaven, within the strong and protective grasp of my friend. I wanted to dance forever . . . within this underwater world.
I wanted to stay within this . . .
underwater dance with the Night Fury
for as long as my breath can hold.