Dragon's Eye
I was lying face down on the cold ground. All around me was the sounds of rage. Keeping my eyes closed (afraid to see my surrounding) I lifted up my head. In the air was the tang of blood. I opened my eyes to see dragons of every color flying and fighting. There were flames of blue and bolts of magic shooting all around me.
Next to me a dragon landed, its scales were the color of a moonless night, yet its teeth were as white as a new blanket of snow on the ground.
"What do you want?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Merely for you do die" It responded harshly. Everything in front of me was swallowed in a flash of light, blood red.
I jolted up in my bed. Beads of sweat were rolling down my face. "It was just a dream," I say reassuring myself. I slowly step out of bed. Every step is cautious, afraid that the dark dragon is going to come back and kill me. In the corner over my room I see a dark figure. "Who are you?" I ask into the night. Only then did I realize that it was my reflection in the mirror.
"But I looked like a dragon" I say to myself.
"I've had enough of this!" I turn on my light to make sure there is no one in my room. In my mirror I see me and me only; blond hair down to my waist, ivy green eyes, long skinny legs, and blue pupils. Go ahead laugh, everyone at school who has seen me laughed. I've been to the doctor's multiple times; they couldn't do anything about it. I'm doomed to freak hood.
I looked at the clock; only two A.M. After a dream like that there was no way for me to fall asleep again. I might as well just study for my dragon quiz tomorrow; after all I totally blew that lesson. Oh, yeah, you are probably thinking: Dragons?? This is the year 2030; no there are not flying cars and all that weird stuff. The only difference is that there has been a women president (for the first time), Sarah Bray. Dragon, unicorns, fairies, you know that junk, have all been discovered. So, now we have a class all about 'mythical' creatures. We also have voice activated computers.
"Computer"
"Yes"
"Go to the website "
"Right away" There is only one thing more boring than school, studying. We have to learn the basic anatomy of a dragon. The only part left I have to study/learn is the senses of a dragon.
That is literally the most boring part of the dragon, if someone could die of boredom they would then.
The six senses of a dragon
(Eyes, Scent, Taste, Hearing, Touch, & Magic)
1. Eyes
The eyes of a dragon are ten times more powerful than any Hawk. They could read the pages of book from the height of a Cargo plane. They are capable of seeing this far because of the thin membrane covering the pupil. The membrane is underneath the lens, it is made of a similar type of material that microscope is made of; giving the pupil a navy blue tint. The eyes-
At that point I was too stunned to go on. There has to be some connection, I mean my pupils are navy blue; I have to know some way that this could happen. It was just too much to comprehend. The mere thought of it made me drowsy. "Maybe I should just go back to sleep" I announced to no one in particular.
I was lying face down on the cold ground. All around me was the sounds of rage. Keeping my eyes closed (afraid to see my surrounding) I lifted up my head. In the air was the tang of blood. I opened my eyes to see dragons of every color flying and fighting. There were flames of blue and bolts of magic shooting all around me.
Next to me a dragon landed, its scales were the color of a moonless night, yet its teeth were as white as a new blanket of snow on the ground.
"What do you want?" I asked in a quivering voice.
"Merely for you do die" It responded harshly. Everything in front of me was swallowed in a flash of light, blood red.
"That dream, again! What am I going to do??"
"That is up to you, young one."
"What? Who's there?" My voice was shaky with fear.
"I am nothing more then a spirit sent here to guide you."
"Guide me through what?"
"You mean you don't know your destiny?"
"Destiny? I am nothing special, except for my eyes."
"And that is the reason you are unique, for your eyes make you who you are. You can tell everything about a person if you look in there eyes."
"Can you tell me what this destiny is?"
"No, a person's destiny is for them to find out. I must go now, we shall meet again."
"Wait! You must tell me more!" My only reply was the soft gurgle of my fish tank.
You can tell everything about a person from their eyes? What does it mean? Maybe I could tell about myself if a friend looked in my eyes? But who?
I had come to school early that morning, seeing how I was up. I did that for one purpose only to talk to Leslie. Leslie was the type of girl that could get 'inside' your head and drive you insane.
"Hey, Leslie, Come over her for a minute." A girl with short brown hair ran over to me.
"Hi Holly," she said.
"I was just wondering if you believed that everyone had a spirit guiding them."
"Oh yeah, I've heard of them, I believe that everyone has one, but the time they are revealed differs from person to person."
"How do I put this? I met mine this morning; they said that you can tell everything about a person from their eyes. I was wondering if you could help me?" I asked nervously.
"Sure, I guess so. But, what do you want help with."
"I was wondering if you could look at my eyes and tell me what you see."
Her response was nothing more than a feeble "yeah."
"Okay then, tell me what you see." I look straight at her with unblinking eyes; she stares into my blue pupils. For a few moments she studied them, when she suddenly froze. "Leslie, are you alright? Speak to me. Did you see anything?" She slowly nodded her head up and down. "What was it?" Her voice was shaky as she spoke
"I saw war, and death! It was creepy"
"Did you see anything else?"
It seemed as though she didn't want to tell me, but she did anyway, "I saw dragons!"
