HOME, SWEET HOME — The memory of reunion

That night she told her friends about the dragon village: its trees, its fears, its customs, the creatures she longed to see again.

Feliz listened with a smile.

“Ernesto is waiting for you,” he said.

Skyblue laughed. She was beginning to get used to recognizing her companion in more than one form.

When the time came to return, none of them needed to pretend they were not sad to say goodbye. They had found their home again and would have liked to stay a little longer. But the call of the enchanted lands was still alive within them.

The three embraced, just as they had before setting out on their first journey.

This time they carried the memory of their reunion with them.