• The sun shines over the cool green grass. Flutter, buzzing wings beat in the cool brisk breeze. Dragons of all colors and size dip and wive through the air as the clouds paint their patterns in the sky. They tount and teas as they dash in and out of my reach. But as the sun sets into the sae of trees, casting a splash of fire to the driting ocean up high, I lift my head and set them in my sites. I let them dip and wive as they please, but I have forever caged them in my dreams.