Ta daaaaaaaaaa!
Yes, yes: finally! I would've done this earlier, but computers bite sometimes.
Ahem. Anyway, here is my dream I dreamed forever ago which turned out to be a prequel to Tara's Wyvern story.
So there's this girl, and she's totally ordinary. Well, she's a royal bodyguard, but other than that, totally ordinary. So her troupe and her are escorting the prince of their country home. He's young, but he was off in neighboring countries trying to work out peace treaties and such. So they're traveling, he's in a carriage, the girl and other guards are on horseback, but there's also dragons accompanying them too. What kind it was, I don't know or care, but I suppose they were similar to Wyverns: huge with long necks. They don't really have dragons of their own, but the girl does have one that she prefers and that prefers her. Anyway, traveling, landscape going by, mountains, plains, etc. Along the way a fairygodmother appears (this was a dream, after all) who makes the journey go a bit smoother and is added protection. They get back home and eventually end up in this stone courtyard on the edge of the palace. There's no big wall, just a perimeter of forest and wild nature (very junglish- vines everywhere, etc.). There's a ceremony thing going on, but during a break (or before or after, whatever), there's a coup. The fairy godmother's a traitor! She poofs away herself and the prince in a puff of smoke, and the people behind the coup start trying to convince everybody that it's the dragons' fault. People start turning against the dragons, so the dragons take off when they sense trouble.
The girl isn't sure what to believe, but she doesn't want to stick around during the coup anyways. She runs into the forest, also hoping that she could find "her" dragon and talk to him. (yes, it was a guy in this; none of that "girl must have a girl dragon for feminism's sake") (Ahem) She runs into him rather quickly, because while the dragons left when accusations were being thrown at them, they still stuck around to see what the rest of the humans were do (most were swayed into believing that the dragons betrayed them and had a hand in kidnapping the prince). She gets on her dragon and they fly away.
Now, this was the best part of my dream, because it was the most realistic dream I've ever had, and I couldn't have chosen a better dream to be that way. I suppose I inserted myself with the girl at this point, because I was straddling the muscular, scaly neck of this great dragon while it flew the air. Wind was tosssing my hair around, the dragon took dips that make my stomach drop and my blood pound with excitement. It was amazing. Then, I started to slip too, and that was also extremely realistic. I couldn't get any purchase on the scales, the neck was too big for me to comfortably wrap my arms around. There might as well have been oil between me and the dragon, because not only was I slipping, I was practically sliding. It was so awesome!
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