The slaying of Jealousy

a story of enlightenment

After a long journey I stand before this cavern of darkness.

I am here to free my love.
 

"Dragon!" I yell at the top of my lungs " Show yourself! "

My voice echoes into its depths, followed by silence . the low rumble of approaching steps emanates deep from the cave. a looming voice reverberates ," Who dares to awaken me ? "

"I have come for my Love " I shout into the darkness.

"Your Love has come with me willingly and wants nothing of you," grumbled the Dragon.

I stumble towards a shaft of light that illuminates  a large room.

" Release my Love" I plead "Or I will..."

"Or what?! " The Dragon roared as he leapt into the light. " One swipe of my unforgiving claws would tear open your chest"  He growled.

 "I can shred your Heart rendering it incapable of beating, let alone love again" The Dragon warned "  GO AWAY! "

I muster my courage and cry out "For Love I draw my Sword"  and thrust my blade towards his recoiling neck.

" Is this how you plead your case " the Dragon smirked " for Love?"

"Yes" I answer " I champion the freedom of Love , Please I beg of you , let Love see the light of the day "

 The Dragon stared envious " My eyes can not perceive freedom, why should I surrender love to something I cannot see"

"Then find it within your heart to set her free" I plead to him.

"There is no freedom within my heart" The Dragon blared "Nor will yours once I sink my teeth into you."  as he bared his fangs.

I stand fast, "Your passion burns hot, Dragon, its fuel is insecurity. I hear it. There is weakness in your voice."

"WEAK!" The flames roared from the Dragon's quivering jaws " I am not the weak one! "

The Dragon slowly circled around me , then whispered "Love is the weak force."

"And I must keep yours ... "  as he raised his monsterous head.

"You have little respect for Love foul one, nor understand Love. Truly you are disillusioned."  I tell him

"Ah, Illusion," said the Dragon as he moved into the shadows "What more for me to convince you Boy!"

"Love is the Illusion!" the Dragon bellowed

"NO! It is not!" I yell " Love is real. I feel love "  

"Illusion"  The Dragon dismissed

" Respect my Love "  I shout

"Hahahaha! I will soon see fire from your breath young one" , smiled the Dragon .

"Love is now mine" The Dragon glared , "and I will keep your Love" proclaimed the beast, his tail snapping back and forth

my Anger grows, I step forward and scream "Thoust fouls the name of Love, You must be destroyed before your teeth sink deeper into those I truly love. " 

 

The Dragon turns , quickly I swing and this time my blade makes its mark.

The Dragon pauses - surprise in his eyes - then a small smile and he vanishes, His glittering scales joining the thousands that lay on the floor.

 

Toward the edge of the shadows , I fall to my knees trying to make sense of it all. I am exhausted . I am relieved.

Soon, within the depths of the cavern a light glows,  from the backdrop . a starlit figure appears.

"You have done well" She says softly, "the Dragon is gone"

I rejoice to her, "Come with me! You are now free! You may now enjoy the freedom of the Sun"

The figure then moved toward me and took my hand.

"The Dragon never held me, it was you that was in his clutches".

I brought you here to slay him.

For you.

For you to be free.

To love.

I will never be free until all of the Dragons have been slayed.

Others will come.

More Dragons will fall, and some will grow stronger. 

Now you must go on,

continue your journey.

You will remember me -

You will remember Love

 

 

Copyright © 2007 Robin Amaral

 

 

Author's Note

This was borne from a dream , a Dragon we must all slay before we can love .
An Editor I am not , comstructive criticsm welcome .

Reviews

[Emily Quinn]

You have some wonderful descriptions and movements in this. Oh how human emotions can blindly destroy our own humility. The dragon metaphor was perfect, a symbol of insicurities, jealousy, envy. And the mention of many more 'dragons' to come was very realistic in this world of love. It seems forever there will be obsticals trying to disintigrate any form of love. You ended this story in a prose like manner which or course is your forte and finished off the complete work marvellously.

I would love to see more descriptions however; me being one who loves to live every detail in the charaters shoes. I want to know what it smells like in the dragons den, what he feels, sees etc. I do understandit is a short story though.

Anyway, I really liked this, you should definitely write more stories! Especially ones with messages such as this. Great, great job Robin, it's nice to see that your amazing talent isn't confined to fabulous poetry :)

[Ima]

the best part about this was the hot conversation going on between the two !!
it was very nicely handled by you ...
but if you don't mind me saying i didn't get the relation with the title .. maybe it needs a bit more explaining =/

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"The Dragon turns , I again swing and this time my blade makes its mark.
The Dragon pauses - surprise in his eyes - then a small smile and he vanishes, His glittering scales joining the thousands that lay on the floor."

{love the sharp back and forth dialogue-and this imagery is wonderful}

...great write...

james:-)