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A wall made of love – Little dragon hatchling Breise
Music suitable for this short but beautiful story: https://soundcloud.com/jeg35/sojourn
“A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid”
A lullaby sings within the unborn little dragon, a gentle beating rhythm followed by a flowing current. The rhythm has always been present, and its melody is the comfort of feeling fully alive.
The unborn little dragon’s universe is protected by a wall that completely surrounds him in all directions. It is a wall made of love and protection that has always existed and is a truth that has never changed. However, very slowly, it seems that the wall of love is closing in a warm embrace around the little dragon, which only chooses to settle in a universe that is dwarfing slowly. After all, it is the only reality he knows ... or can there be something outside? Can the universe be more than the wall of love and the rhythm of beating?
But well inside the little dragon, calm silenced all doubts and the questions were quickly forgotten. For now, he only wanted to sleep and be lulled by the rhythm of life that flooded him, his reality.
Reality continued, timeless and apparently infinite in his universe, without any interruption and without doubts. Until a new emotion in addition to peace began to flood the little dragon, an annoyance burning in his chest that woke him up without allowing him to fall asleep pleasurably. It was Anguish. The feeling that his body was being apprehensively embraced in all directions. The love of the wall was becoming toxic and slowly pressed against him without letting him breathe freely.
The universe closed around the little dragon, his tail and all the members of his body contracted trying to avoid the growing embrace of the wall. But no matter how hard he tried, the wall did not stop in his embrace and his anguish only grew.
He had to get out of there. Abandon that universe that threatened to suffocate him with love.
First, he tried to push the wall with his feet, to no avail. Then he tried his tail, failing once more. He was trapped. The anguish soon turned to fear and a fire inside him ignited causing the rhythm inside his chest to become intense and strong. The life within him feared but also filled him with a new and powerful sensation that quickly quenched all fear. He felt courage.
He was going to live, he was going to leave that place, nothing and nobody would stip him, nothing and nobody would contain him. And so, he spread out in all directions, legs, tail and wings, using his entire body until the universe broke around him. The wall resisted, but in the end, amid crunches of protest, the dragon emerged into a new world.
He received a welcome gift in the form of light and colors, sensations that he had never felt before. A new universe replaced the shell and the first note in the music of the blue dragon’s life settled.
~ o ~
Breise was the name that his parents gave the little blue dragon. He had emerged from his egg with all the momentum of someone who wants to live.
In front of him lay two gifts, given by his parents, in the form of a quartz (the white crystal) and a pyrite (the gold-looking mineral). And while such gifts were not of great value, they existed to teach the little hatchling the value of having a treasure. Breise would have his own treasure in the future.
But such gifts did not catch little Breise's attention at first. After a brief rest his gaze settled beyond the cave, outside, where the rays of light that had welcomed him seconds before came from. And right before his gaze, a pair of small birds flew dancing in the air as if they owned such element.
Admired, the little blue dragon stretched his wings imitating the free dance that the birds performed. He observed them until his sight was distracted by a strange object that fate gave him: a pair of feathers from the birds he was just looking at.
And to his parents' amazement, Breise's first gift of choice was not a treasure or a particular possession, but a symbol of the feather-shaped element of air. Deep inside the heart of the little dragon, a free being had been born that would flow through life like the wind, without containment and without limits.
Freedom, the impetus of life at its best.
Perhaps someday that little dragon will become a great being that will cross oceans and continents in search of his destiny. Perhaps in that journey he will find the greatest of all treasures.
~ o ~
This is the same handsome blue dragon~ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29494991/
Don't forget to support me on Patreon to make more art ~ https://www.patreon.com/ClerianD
I also have a Ko-Fi page if you are more into that https://ko-fi.com/clerian
“A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid”
A lullaby sings within the unborn little dragon, a gentle beating rhythm followed by a flowing current. The rhythm has always been present, and its melody is the comfort of feeling fully alive.
The unborn little dragon’s universe is protected by a wall that completely surrounds him in all directions. It is a wall made of love and protection that has always existed and is a truth that has never changed. However, very slowly, it seems that the wall of love is closing in a warm embrace around the little dragon, which only chooses to settle in a universe that is dwarfing slowly. After all, it is the only reality he knows ... or can there be something outside? Can the universe be more than the wall of love and the rhythm of beating?
But well inside the little dragon, calm silenced all doubts and the questions were quickly forgotten. For now, he only wanted to sleep and be lulled by the rhythm of life that flooded him, his reality.
Reality continued, timeless and apparently infinite in his universe, without any interruption and without doubts. Until a new emotion in addition to peace began to flood the little dragon, an annoyance burning in his chest that woke him up without allowing him to fall asleep pleasurably. It was Anguish. The feeling that his body was being apprehensively embraced in all directions. The love of the wall was becoming toxic and slowly pressed against him without letting him breathe freely.
The universe closed around the little dragon, his tail and all the members of his body contracted trying to avoid the growing embrace of the wall. But no matter how hard he tried, the wall did not stop in his embrace and his anguish only grew.
He had to get out of there. Abandon that universe that threatened to suffocate him with love.
First, he tried to push the wall with his feet, to no avail. Then he tried his tail, failing once more. He was trapped. The anguish soon turned to fear and a fire inside him ignited causing the rhythm inside his chest to become intense and strong. The life within him feared but also filled him with a new and powerful sensation that quickly quenched all fear. He felt courage.
He was going to live, he was going to leave that place, nothing and nobody would stip him, nothing and nobody would contain him. And so, he spread out in all directions, legs, tail and wings, using his entire body until the universe broke around him. The wall resisted, but in the end, amid crunches of protest, the dragon emerged into a new world.
He received a welcome gift in the form of light and colors, sensations that he had never felt before. A new universe replaced the shell and the first note in the music of the blue dragon’s life settled.
~ o ~
Breise was the name that his parents gave the little blue dragon. He had emerged from his egg with all the momentum of someone who wants to live.
In front of him lay two gifts, given by his parents, in the form of a quartz (the white crystal) and a pyrite (the gold-looking mineral). And while such gifts were not of great value, they existed to teach the little hatchling the value of having a treasure. Breise would have his own treasure in the future.
But such gifts did not catch little Breise's attention at first. After a brief rest his gaze settled beyond the cave, outside, where the rays of light that had welcomed him seconds before came from. And right before his gaze, a pair of small birds flew dancing in the air as if they owned such element.
Admired, the little blue dragon stretched his wings imitating the free dance that the birds performed. He observed them until his sight was distracted by a strange object that fate gave him: a pair of feathers from the birds he was just looking at.
And to his parents' amazement, Breise's first gift of choice was not a treasure or a particular possession, but a symbol of the feather-shaped element of air. Deep inside the heart of the little dragon, a free being had been born that would flow through life like the wind, without containment and without limits.
Freedom, the impetus of life at its best.
Perhaps someday that little dragon will become a great being that will cross oceans and continents in search of his destiny. Perhaps in that journey he will find the greatest of all treasures.
~ o ~
This is the same handsome blue dragon~ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29494991/
Don't forget to support me on Patreon to make more art ~ https://www.patreon.com/ClerianD
I also have a Ko-Fi page if you are more into that https://ko-fi.com/clerian
Digital drawing © Clerian (Clerian/Akayrom47) 2020.
Character (Breise) © Breise (Breise/Laopa) 2012-2020.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Western Dragon
Size 4323 x 3200px
File Size 8.98 MB
Ehehe tengo un abanico extenso de temas, no sólo dibujo gran fuerza o gran belleza, hay muchas otras cosas que puedo hacer.
Probablemente ya viste este dibujo que hice el año pasado https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32344527/
Probablemente ya viste este dibujo que hice el año pasado https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32344527/
Well, I've done cute drawings before, although they are rare in my gallery. Here is an example from last year: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32344527/
Ehehe, he will probably eat quite a bit during his first few weeks and he will grow fast. Although a feral dragon like him reaches his maximum size after a lot of years.
Glad you like it~
Ehehe, he will probably eat quite a bit during his first few weeks and he will grow fast. Although a feral dragon like him reaches his maximum size after a lot of years.
Glad you like it~
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