SINGED

In the morning, I sat alone on the beach. It had happened just as she said. We saw the light of morning together, and then she was gone, soaring up into the pale blue vastness to vanish in the distance.There I sat, sun warming everything but my heart. In truth, this separation was inevitable. It was only a matter of time. I would have outlived her in the end, no matter what. I would have watched her grow old and die, and I would still be alone. The Human Condition was a desperate fragile thing.Suddenly I despised it. It would only cause me pain. Whatever the fascination of human nature was for my kind, I saw what it was, a cruel hoax. The tendency of humans to love was fatalistic. A dragon in his right mind would never succumb to love. It was weak, self-destructive. Look what it had done to Miranda.