THE DRAGON AND THE SHEEP
A fiery dragon had his eye on a sheep lounging amongst the wildflowers on a grassy knoll. The dragon had encountered many sheep in his day, but he found that this sheep was different than all the others, and the dragon wanted to possess it. Though he had consumed many he wanted to take this one home with him and keep it as a pet.
This was the year of the snake, after all, and It makes sense that a dragon would strike in a snake year.
The dragon knew if he approached the sheep that it would probably be frightened and scamper off. So, the dragon preferred to just watch this particular sheep from afar and not disturb it. He was a busy dragon and had his affairs to attend to at the same time.
The dragon, though patient, eventually decided the time had come to claim the sheep—he had already decided it was his—but he had to figure out the best way to go about obtaining it. Of course, he could just grab it with his claws and take it, but this would most likely upset the sheep. The dragon preferred not to scare the sheep so he could continue to enjoy it in its calm, natural, contented state.
One day, the sheep was grazing on a cliff lookout enjoying the view of the sea. The dragon decided to quietly approach it as the sheep would have difficulty running away.
The sheep saw the dragon approach and realized it was trapped.
“I’m a rather delicate sheep for such a big dragon as yourself,” the sheep said, “there are much more satisfying options over that hill behind you.”
“Who said anything about eating? In fact, I am admiring you,” said the dragon. The truth was, the dragon wanted to not merely eat the sheep but devour it whole but he had already decided that he preferred the sheep’s presence rather than absence.
The sheep munched on some wildflowers and said, “in a match up between a dragon and a sheep, a sheep would have no choice but to surrender.”
“My dear sheep, I am not like other dragons—I believe in free will.”
“You’d like me to surrender, but of my own free will, is that it?”
“Precisely.”
“Something tells me an earth bound sheep hanging around a fire breathing dragon might end up with burns. A sheep may not survive such a scenario.”
“I admit you’re correct, but you are a one-of-a-kind type of sheep.”
The sheep yawned and settled down for an after snack nap, as if having heard that before. “Oh is that so?”
“I’ll promise not to burn you, if you promise not to run away.”
“Is there a grassy knoll by your lair?”
“I live in a castle, not a cave. And yes, there is a knoll complete with wildflowers and a view of the sea.”
“Do you have a lot of closets in your lair, I mean, castle? Your beard looks a tinge blue.”
“Blue beard? What are you implying?”
“You know—the story of Bluebeard?”
“No I don’t. And there are no closets.”
“No closets? None whatsoever?”
“I do have a few crypts,” he admitted.
“A few?”
“More than a few.”
“That sounds pretty creepy. I suppose they are secret, never to be opened, is that so?”
The dragon remained silent for a while.
“Nothing is hidden, which won’t come to light, when the time comes,” he said.
The sheep nestled itself comfortably in the soft grass, tucking its legs underneath as it gently lay its head down to rest. The dragon paced back and forth, keeping a watchful eye over the sheep, still unsure of what to do.
Eventually, the sheep roused from its nap.
“You’re still here.”
“I am.”
“Watching out for other dragons, I suppose.”
“Perhaps.”
The sheep stood up, stretched its legs and began to move around the dragon, and head off on its merry way.
The dragon side-stepped in front of it.
“This doesn’t look like free-will to me,” noted the sheep.
“I’ll give you the keys to all the crypts.”
“All of them?”
“Every last one.”
“If I find there are no charred bones in any of them, then I’ll stay,” said the sheep.
And that’s how the sheep and the dragon, a very unlikely pair, lived happily together in the dragon’s castle—the dragon never burned the sheep and the sheep never ran away.
—3/1/25
asmara / star girl
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