The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Alan the Dragon Coach

There exists a man named Alan, and he loved to speak his piece in the forum of life.  Alan was a star as he always knew he would indeed become.   He had a knack for meeting with dragons and coaching them on how to make the biggest fire breath and also how to use their claws to scratch and claw their foes.   Alan worked hard and he always wanted to own his own dragon egg collection.  So Alan, one day, snuck into one of the dragon nests and took 4 of the eggs from its nest.    The eggs were orange and pink and they looked very simple and with great form.  Alan took these eggs and placed them in an urn in his bathroom and he watched them when he went to the bathroom and spent time on the throne.   That was really not his intent as he really wanted to put the eggs on his mantle.  They would never hatch as they were immediately turned to stone when they were removed from the Dragons nest, as was the fate of any stolen dragon egg.  This may seem like a problem for the dragons but this actually ensured dragon survival.  It meant that no one could ever hatch a dragon egg and have their own dragon obedient to their own wishes.  So when Alan brought the eggs mistakenly into his bathroom, he became transfixed with their stunning luster and he could not seem to remove them from that location in his house.   This was clearly not Alan's plan as he again wanted to put them on his mantle.  But once they got to the bathroom, Alan could no longer move them as they had grown so large that they filled his bathtub.  This was ok Alan considered as he now had a prize to show his guests.  But that said, Alan had to bathe with the eggs in his presence.  This was not too difficult as Alan was prideful in his ways to be a yoga enthusiast and he was able to contort around the eggs. 
So if you meet Alan today, please ask him if he still likes coaching the Dragons.  Does it still fill him with pride or do the eggs supplant that happiness for him.  I must say that it was difficult to tell if Alan's favorite color was orange or pink, but seeing that the eggs were both colors, I'd say that happiness may have found Alan indeed.   Best wishes, Alan.   But please don't sell those eggs.  The dragons may find out you took them and they you will not be able to train any more Dragons!  OY!

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