The story of the Snapdragon
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Snapdragon
Cyrano was late for work again. In his mind he thought, " I open the door in the
morning, the fall freshness so open, the beauty all around and the sounds-
Cyrano picked up the strange looking flower which seemed to have a face that gaped at him. He could not help but push in the sides, making the "mouth" open and close, amused at the appearance of it talking. "Yes", the flower said then, "we CAN communicate! " Cyrano was shocked... "You talked to people?"
"People???", the flower snorted, " To Rhinos of course, there was no man in this
world then!" Cyrano was amazed; " How long ago was that ?" he exclaimed. The flower
sighed, " So long ago; so long... millions of years. A proud race we were-
"Dishonored?", asked Cyrano. "Yes", said the flower, " We fought and demolished;
breaking even our own laws in the end. In our intense jealousy of each other, we
breathed so much fire that we attracted Proteus, the god of fire, to our over-
"But, we did get forgiven in the end as you can see...as another life form." smiled
the flower. "You?" asked Cyrano,"You are a Rhino?" And, Cyrano looked at the flower
again. It certainly looked like a dragon, with the soft hairy throat, as if ready
to breath fire out. "My children bear proof of it too", said the Rhino. Indeed, along
the stem where the flowers had been, were the dragon babies. They were soft green,
with eyes closed, their long tongues sticking out ready to learn and maybe even breath
out fire. Lower on the stem, the ripe fruits looked a little burnt, brown and odd
looking little fellows. When you shook them, seeds flipped out of their eyes and
nose. Cyrano gasped-