Linda the Dragon

         "Grandma, who is this a painting of?" "That, my dear, is a painting of your great grandmother. It was made before she married." "Oh. Can you tell me that story?" "Yes, I can, my child."

     

Made by Theta: Theta's Art

           Linda was very distressed. Today was the day she got her painting done for her betrothed. She had never seen him before and hoped that the painting the artist made was beautiful. She did not think she was particularly pretty, but many leaf dragons said she was. If her betrothed did not like the painting of her he could call off the wedding. Her family needed this, as they had many young ones to feed, and no room for her. The painter came. He looked her up and down. "Humph," he sniffed. "Let me see what I can do." Linda trembled. She had never had her picture done before. "Please, please, let it be good," she begged to the painter. He just looked at her and motioned where to go. She went in front of the background and hovered still.
           The painting took 3 days to complete. For Linda, they were the most boring days of her life. She went and hovered for long hours. Finally, it was ready to send. Her family sent it off and waited anxiously for a reply. Four weeks later, her betrothed family replied. "Looks good. The wedding shall be on the 14th of this month, yes? We will be there on the 12th." By the time they got this, it was already the 10th. Her mother panicked. "How will we be ready in time?" she wailed. Linda's father looked her right in the eyes and said, "We can do it. Have everyone help." The family started to prepare.
          When the 12th arrived, they were barely ready for Bob's, her betrothed, family. Bob's mother looked at the house. "Well, I suppose it could be worse," she sniffed. "Where's the girl?" Linda came out from behind her mother. "Hello new mother." "You can call me mother. Once you and Bob are wed I will be. You can have two mother's for the present." "Yes, Madame."
          The wedding quickly approached. As Linda came up the aisle, she looked at Bob. He looked handsome in his wedding bow tie. He did not look scared at all. However, Linda trembled. She thought, "This is the happiest day of my life, Bob is super sweet, but I'm going to be leaving everything behind!" The union between them seemed to take only a few minutes. Then, she and Bob sailed down the aisle. "We can go home now," he whispered; the longest senten
ce she had heard from him. "Yes, we can." And they went to the home Bob had built for them. "Our home."
       
            "And that is the story, Bob the third." "Grand'ma?" "Yes?" "I'm glad they married. Otherwise I wouldn't be here." "Yes, they truly did great things in their time."