Dedicated to Ben and based on a true story... though completely fictional
"Come on, let's go!" Ben's friends called.
"Where are we going?" Ben asked as he caught up.
A sly smile touched the lips of his closest friend as they stepped nearer to one of the sacred circles. "We," he said, "are going to a wedding!"
"Oh, okay," said Ben. "Whose wedding?"
"Yours!" His friends sang in chorus as they arrive.
In the clearing was a dragon. She was 10 feet tall, orange and blue and scaled like a serpent. She winked at Ben. He squealed then fled. He could hear the flap of leathery wings and he ran faster. The trees to his left and right burst into flames. He pushed himself to run even faster. The air filled with smoke and ash flew into his eyes and nose and throat. He coughed, feeling his pace slow and his legs become wobbly. His vision blurred as his head felt like it was floating above him.
"Am I high?" He asked, sinking to the soft, inviting earth.
A warmth surrounded him as the dragon wrapped around his body.
"Yes," she said and held him tight.
So they got married.
Alas, Ben had eaten raw chicken on a shish kabob so he got salmonella and died.
