My Son

Gia POV 

I looked around… I was breathing and my eyes were adjusting… The warmth of the soil, the fires around me… What do I do – how do I create my children? The question formed in my head and before I could think I heard my Father’s voice… “You are of my blood. Make them of yours. Bound them to the air and soil they walk” he said… “Why is my world so different Father?” I asked… “Gia, it can be whatever you want it to be”, same voice said… 

I looked up and there was so much dust, so much darkness. I wished for the clear skies of my birth word.. Thinking about it, the dust started disappearing, the clouds were moving away, light became and clear sky was coming into focus… “hahahahhahahahahahahahah .. that sound again.. Well done daughter, well done.. Now let me see your children”, Father said encouraging me.

I stood there as in trance.. I withdrew my wings and stayed this upright walking creature of long silver hair which was everywhere around me.. My eyes looked around and I saw that the soil was settling, forming into solid ground in some areas.. Walking over the sea of lava I found a large space where earth was still soft and warm but stable… With my right hand I cut my left hand and a single drop of my blood hit the surface of the soil. I took it in my hands, put a piece of sky in it and made a round shape of it.. And then I burned it with my breath…The ambers of my dragon fire coated the round ball in my hands, initially burning tall and slowly subsiding…As the fire subsided, the ball started growing larger until it towered me about 6 times my size. It vibrated in vivid orange/amber and gold hues and a strange sensation came over me… The vibrations of the ball were connected to me.. It was vibrating as I was breathing… I could sense life within it and a connection unlike anything I knew. It was not the connection I had to my Father – it was more primal, more raw, and more direct… I touched the sphere and called him… “Come forth my child… Tell me your name… my son”, I but whispered.  

With that, I heard initially a slow rumble… The rumble intensified and the sphere started cracking and breaking.. Amber pieces started falling off, to reveal the gold, shimmering scales inside. With it, there was a movement and the first thing I saw where pair of wings… Gold as mine, but of immeasurable size… as they started opening, they shadowed over the clear sky .. Slowly the sphere stopped shaking and I heard a tremendous growl… The sphere turned and I was met with large pair of ember eyes looking curiously at me.  A deep, strong husky voice spoke.. “I am Kal, mother”. 

I stood back to observe my masterpiece as he was moving and stretching out of the sphere… He was enormous. He easily towered closest volcano with his wings outstretched. I looked up to see his face only to be surprised when my son’s face came from the other side of me… His enormous gold and orange scaled body was wrapped in the circle around me, his giant paws resting on the soil from which he came. His wings were now fully stretched, and I could see their majesty… I turned to face his ember orbs only to be met with warmth of his breath as he nudged my face… A low emitting sound came from him looking at me.. There I stood – my silver eyes gently looking at my son, overwhelmed by emotion… I stretched my hand and touched his face… “Kal”

In that very moment, the world stood still and nothing else mattered. I held my child’s face in my palms, and the happiness radiated from me, from every molecule of my being. I was looking at him, fighting back tears of joy. “Show me your other form”, I barely managed to say. 

Hearing my words, a swift sound of wind and movement came… Next to me, stood a creature on his upper legs mirroring mine with chocolate gold skin towering by a feet over me.. The ember orbs were the same, his raven hair covering his torso. He looked at me, looked himself, his arms stretched to me, unsure what to do… 

“Breathe my son, breathe…In.. and Out.”..  I touched his chest and shared life magic with him. With that he bent over and took a deep breath. The blood started spilling out of him creating a pool and when it reached me, it retracted back… Still on his knees, unable to move, I walked over to him. .. “Rise my son, rise Kal, My First Son, First Dragon King”.