...And the great dragon bled from the inside out. His heart now failing because of a simple human emotion...Love. How many times must I endure the solitude after bearing my heart to ones that tear it to shreds with their talons of deceit and treachery?
As I look back now, I wonder, how could I have deluded myself into thinking that these human women would ever truly love an old ugly neverworld creature such as I. We live in two different worlds, them and me. They live in their world of what they realize to be a reality, when in fact it is not.
My world IS the world of reality...pain, hunger, lost loves, depression.
I have finally come to realize that I will never again know the warmth and love of a good woman. Being used hurts this old dragon's heart so very much....
