Days grew into weeks, weeks grew into months, months grew into years. As the years went by Dívka na Zemi never aged, well not when it comes to looks anyway, she always did and always will look 18 if she ever got older is a mystery. She lived for many a year quite happily with her kámen zvířata, every so often she’d feel ambitious so she’d take the dragon out above the clouds and watch over earth from above, Dívka never went on the ground past her kámen zvířata forest for she was too scared of people, she’d seen them but did not know what they could do:
The feeling was like meeting the dragon, amazed but terrified, only with the dragon she could control his life, as all the other animals. She also loved to make things out of wood and fern stems, she’d made wooden flute that she loved to play, a wooden swing that the dragon loved to watch, a wooden bowl to help scoop up water from the stream in the wood and a wooden crow she’d then proceeded to put up next to the kámen crows in the ruins (she’d made her home). She’d touch all the kámen crows then the wooden one and marvel at how the crows couldn’t figure why it wasn’t alive, she’d spend hours next to her dragon just watching them peck at this wooden crow.
But her favourite creation was this white dress she’d made with green decorations out of stems of plants and Ivy. Sometimes, very rarely she’d lie on her favourite bear kámen’s back and look up at Muž na měsíci.
She had a distant memory of Muž na měsíci, when they were formed, but she hadn’t seen him since, well not properly anyway. She’d gaze up at the moon and every so often catch a glimpse of him, only a glimpse. Until this one autumn’s day.
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The night of 7th August she was lying on Nesou’s back, her bear kámen, and she saw him, in the darkness, his distinctive shape was hardly noticeable but there. That’s the moment she decided. She jumped up off nesou’s back and ran to the ruins, she opened a wooden box that she’d made changed into her white dress with green decorations, took the flute and shook her dragon awake.
“Dragon, now is the time, now we must go…” before she could continue Dívka saw the dragon get nothing of this other than dragon and that he was staring boldly at her dress, Dívka said “Muž na měsíci” and pointed to the moon, the dragon then understood and Dívka climbed into his back and they flew upwards. Up and up they went through the night, through the clouds, up to the stars, neither being very truly alive and bound to the earth they drifted.
As they came nearer the moon the dragon found landing was going to be difficult due to no partials in space and solar winds raging, he drifted over the moon until he could see Muž. His wings beat as hard as they could and he dropped and they landed. Dívka slipped off his back in her long white dress with green decorations onto the soft grey sand of the moon, see looked across and to her surprise!
She saw the empty yellow hammock where Muž na měsíci sleeps then she saw him and her heart filled with excitement, he was tall with red hair and he wore a blue top will a collar turned neatly in its place, blue jeans and he also was barefooted.