I am a dragon
I was told by a good friend of mine that I should never forget that I am a unicorn, unique, special, worthy, and precious. I should not doubt my self-worth because all things are made by Christ, and my worth alone is not determined by what other people think of me.
True that. Yet, I would like to tell her this too. She may think of me as a unicorn, pretty awesome and beautiful( it’s a horse with a horn after all) and yes it is, but I am not a unicorn, I am a dragon.
Dragons like unicorns are mythical creatures, created by the power o imagination and till this day I am amazed by how magnificent and beautiful the human mind can be at creating such exquisite creatures in drawings, paintings or in folklore. Yet, while unicorns are often seen as pure creatures ( think the centaur in Harry Poter, although not a unicorn but still a horse) partially because of how the media has beautified its image, dragons on the other hand are often mistaken to be evil, wretched creatures with scaly skin like a snake, and ugly webbed wings. I could be extrapolating to the dragons I have seen in Maleficent or even the ones in Fairy Tail, but it can’t be denied, I love dragons more than unicorns.
The wings alone make me tremble in awe, and there is something about the aura they exude, though terrifying, yet incredibly majestic (think Eragon the book, not the movie).
I mean come on, they breath fire and are basically weapons of mass destruction. Who would ever tread on them or anger them? In a way, my temper is as bad as a dragon’s breath and I often say things to hurt others, whether by chance or not.
It’s a lonely life as a dragon, but an incredible one. You could soar through the air, have all the power over the skies, protect precious treasure from common thieves,
But also, you could die giving that treasure to someone worthy that is capable of defeating you.
Just a thought, aren’t we all personalising ourselves in this world? We think of ourselves as unicorns to make ourselves feel better because it’s beautiful and unique. But so are dragons. They might be ugly on the outside, but they might have a great treasure worth the risk of befriending them.
Now damn, this made me want to read Eragon again just for the dragons. Ta Ta!