ROMAR THE GOLDEN DRAGON & JAC THE WARRIOR SEER

Thousands of years ago, there lived a dragon near the Emerald Isles of Ireland named Romar in Pelm Woods. She had golden scaley skin, which was unusual for her kind. She had furry white wings and intense emerald green eyes, and her pupils were in the shape of two snakes facing each other. She was 10 feet tall and breathed greenish-gold fire whenever her emotions were at their highest. She avoided confrontation, preferred to be alone, and never felt like she was part of her fierce family, who constantly judged her. They never let her forget how different she was from them, which left her feeling bad about herself. She sometimes wondered if this was her real family. They were Fire Drake dragons who once fought alongside Morgoth before he was banished into the void. They had ways of thinking and doing things that Romar didn’t always understand or agree with. She was the youngest and felt like an outcast being around her own family. She finally couldn’t bear it anymore and decided to tell her family she needed to find her destiny, and they were surprised. They thought she was too gentle, weak, and sensitive and never thought she could survive in the real world on her own. She resented that so much, and part of her feared it was true. Romar had no clue that her life was about to be changed forever.

She left at dawn, just as the weather was warming up, and began her journey flying over the Monat Mountains, which was an endless landscape. After traveling several hundred miles, she started to feel thirsty. Romar descended towards a river in the distance to get a drink of water. As she approached the river, she came upon Monat natives, who immediately started to attack her since they were terrified of dragons and thought she was no different. What the natives didn’t know was that Romar is a vegetarian, and her favorite meal was wild blackberries that grew endlessly in the Irish Hills of Carrauntoohil. It was not in her heart to kill another being of flesh and blood to survive, even though she was raised to do so, which is one of the many other things that made her different. The natives were using rocks and wooden spears to try and kill her, but her reflexes made her fly backward and away from the crowd without looking. In doing so, she slammed her back against a large stone wall that knocked the wind out of her. She then quickly slid straight down to the bottom of a clearing, and she managed to fly a few miles away from her attackers, which at that point, she was lucky to land right in front of the riverbank. She was still a bit disoriented and began to look around her vicinity and noticed an opening into a cave toward the side of the mountain. She breathed in a sigh of relief and then leaned over and began to drink some water to hydrate her scaley exterior.

As she was drinking water, Romar began to laugh at herself for being so clumsy but stopped when she heard the sounds of sobbing. She began to look around again to find the source of this sound, but the sound turned into an echo as the cry became deeper and louder. So, she closed her eyes to allow her ears to take over. She slowed down her breathing to listen more clearly and heard a heartbeat. She heard it coming from inside the cave opening she had seen earlier. It was the heartbeat of a small being. Romar’s gentle and kind nature didn’t want to frighten the small being, so she used telepathy to try and communicate with it. She started with a soft hum and said, “please do not fear me. I can feel your sadness emanating from your heart.” She said, “it is safe to come out and say hello. I promise I will not hurt you.” The sobbing suddenly stopped, and a small shadow started to emerge from the cave entrance until a small 3-foot human boy stood in the entranceway of the cave. He looked scared and tired, and his face was red and swollen from crying. He had a rock in his hand and a spear in the other.

Romar continued to communicate with the child telepathically, asking him his name and how old he was. The little boy said his name was Jac, and he was seven years old. Romar asked, “why are you alone inside a cave, and where is your family”? Jac said, “they left me here because they were afraid of me because I am different.” Romar asked him how he was different. She said, “you look like a regular boy to me.” Jac said, “I could see and feel things before they happened, which terrified my family and village. So, the village elders decided it would be best for everyone if I were removed from the community to live away from them. My parents reluctantly brought me here, leaving me with some food and water, and my father taught me how to make a fire. My mother also left me a quilt she made, so I will never forget where I came from.” The quilt had colorful patterns and symbols woven into it with the family crest name O'Ceallaighall embroidered. My mother said, “this quilt will be helpful to you one day.” Still, Jac had no idea what that meant.

Romar couldn’t help but shed a tear for Jac when she realized he was different too, and she wasn’t alone. She understood him completely. She knew she was overly sensitive and felt it was worse than that for her because of who she was. She came from a long line of warrior dragons who once fought mercilessly on the side of a deranged madman (Morgoth). She recalled how she would be found crying alone for no reason. She was often called a gowl, meaning to be annoying and stupid in Irish Gaelic. The Fire Drake dragons were known to be fierce man-eaters and were feared by men, but Romar wasn’t any of those things. Her ancestors were tough, strong, and competitive. However, Romar liked to befriend other beings, and she imagined a world where everyone loved each other and lived side by side in peace. She craved love, but her kin thought she was weak. Romar never had a partner to share her life with or children. The fact that everyone looked at her strangely made it hard for her to find a partner in the first place. Everyone knew of her and made it known how different she was. She was alone.

Suddenly, Romar’s heart began to ache, and she felt so much compassion for Jac. Romar said, “Jac, you aren’t alone, I too am different. I could also see the future, but this wasn’t unusual in my world like it is for yours.” His people were Christians, and magic or mystics were considered blasphemous or sinful. Romar didn’t understand this since she grew up in a world filled with fairies and all things magical. In Romar’s mind, poor Jac seemed to live in a strange, unfair world that had rejected him for being different. At that moment, Romar wanted to embrace Jac and help him if he would accept her. Yes, she knows she’s a dragon and that he’s a human boy, but she wanted to help him to develop and grow his gifts for the highest good. She asked Jac if he wanted to join her so, and together they could find a place they could call home where they both fit in. A place where they would both feel accepted. Jac’s eyes filled up with tears, and he ran toward Romar and put his little arms on her, accepting her for more than her appearance, and he was so happy and grateful that he wasn’t alone anymore. It was still morning when they gathered up all Jac’s belongings from the cave, and Romar placed Jac on her back to begin their next journey together.

The sun was beginning to set when Jac told Romar he was tired, hungry, and wanted to rest. Romar started to look for a clearing below and found one that led into a forest. When she landed, she told Jac, “lay against the first giant oak tree they had passed, and she would fly on ahead to find a safer place where they could rest for the night.” Jac sat down and waited as he ate a portion of bread while Romar flew ahead. While waiting for Romar’s return, he heard whispers above his head. He quickly looked up and saw two squirrels looking down at him. He immediately knew they weren’t squirrels like they appeared to be, but some hungry things. Jac sensed this, and in his mind, he called out to Romar to come back and help him. Jac then leaped into the forest and ran as quickly as possible, but the creatures were faster than he was. They caught up to Jac, and one of them asked, “why are you running from us, and why are you in the forest alone” with a sinister smile. Jac said, I know your intentions, and I’m not alone. My friend Romar will be back soon.” The creature smirked and said, “my name is Rais,” while running in a circle around Jac, and “my partner’s name is Buelle.” Rais said, “we’ve been out all day scouting for food. Still, we found nothing to our liking until now”. Buelle continued, “I’m sure you know real squirrels don’t eat children.” Instantly, the squirrel’s shape shifted into giant black spiders, and began to wrap a web around Jac. Jac began to panic when Romar emerged from the sky and breathed fire upon the spiders. The spiders scurried into the woods with their tales ablaze. Jac, still entangled in the spider’s web, Romar had to gently cut away at the net with her talons. Romar told Jac, “I don’t think it would be wise to leave you alone until you are better prepared. Unfortunately, you are an easy target for those looking for trouble.” Jac sighed and agreed.

As Romar scooped Jac in her big hand and placed him on the back of her neck, they headed north to find a place to rest. They flew several miles when they saw a small village below and decided to rest about a mile away from a town. Romar knew where there was a village, which meant food and water. She knew Jac’s supply wouldn’t last forever, so they needed to stock up. Romar found a large cavern to stay in for the night. Jac had difficulty sleeping with all the sounds around him that frightened him. Romar decided to sing a lullaby her mom used to sing when she was an infant. “Rest little baby it’s gonna be ok. Momma will be here when you awake.” She will protect from harm’s way.” Jac’s eyes slowly started to get heavy, and he drifted off to sleep. He had a dream that soldiers captured Romar and locked her up. He wanted to save her but was too scared to come out of hiding. He woke up feeling afraid and ashamed of himself. He told Romar about the dream, and she consoled him by telling him it was just a dream. She will teach him how to defend himself and use his gifts to help others, but it will take time and patience. Jac was relieved after she told him.

They started packing up when they heard voices heading towards them. Romar and Jac hid deeper into the cave to avoid being discovered by the natives, the last thing they wanted was to scare anyone. As they went further in, Romar noticed a light coming from inside the cave and decided to follow it. She thought maybe it was another way out of the cave. It felt like they were walking for miles, and the light wasn’t any closer than when they started. Tired, they sat down to rest. The light started to slowly fade and Romar thought may just be a mirage. As the thought entered her mind, the light reappeared and began to blink and seemed to be moving toward them. Jac was nervous, but Romar said, “do not worry, I will protect you.” As the blinking light started to get closer, they both felt vibrations on the ground as if thousands of feet were running toward them. Suddenly, everything stopped, and the light disappeared. Romar was worried but needed to stay brave for Jac. She said, “let’s head back to where we came from. I’m sure the villagers are gone by now.” As they both started to make their way back, the light appeared in front of them, and the light was so blinding they had to divert their gaze.

But then, a sense of calm overcame them, and they heard a gentle voice begin to speak and said, “Do not be afraid, we have been waiting for you to come together and begin your initiation.” Romar was confused since no one knew their comings or goings. The gentle voice continued, saying, “we are “The Order of the Divine Truth.” We are Seraphim Angels here to guide and assist you on your journey. You both vowed to come back during this critical time to serve and help educate others about their true power.” Jac didn’t understand what the angels meant and thought, “but I’m only seven years old.” The angels said, “age does not matter, but the will to fulfill your life purpose is. Jac, you will learn to be a good leader, teacher, and mentor to those who feel lost. The people have become afraid of things they don’t understand because of man’s false ideals they’ve imposed upon them for control. We all have the power within us to change our lives and the lives of others.” The voice continued, “Romar, you will help Jac grow into his role as you vowed to do when you first met.”

Romar started to panic and said, “but how can I? I’m not fierce or a warrior. I’m too sensitive and dislike confrontation”, she said. The voice said, “you are this way for a divine purpose. It seems you believe the hurtful words you’ve heard countless times from those who didn’t try to understand your kind nature. Don’t compare yourself to others, for you are unique in your special way.” The fear that Romar felt started to dissipate. Call upon us when needed, and we will be there. At that moment, the light vanished. Romar and Jac were stunned. What are we supposed to do, they asked themselves. They heard a voice inside their mind that said to follow their heart, and it will never fail them. Jac and Romar looked at each other, and Romar said, “we need to find a place to stay so we can prepare to fulfill our destiny.” Jac asked where, and Romar’s heart told him to go to the Mystic Mountains…….so the journey continues.