intro gone story (a.k.a. follow your heart)

The moon slipped out from behind a puffy white cloud, enlightening the rolling hills below. Its halo of light brightening the sky around it as if it was day, its dim light cascading down and casting the field in a faint glow. The tall yellow grass sprouted from the ground about a foot as a meandering trail left behind leads to a young dragon boy hidden away under the meadow. He looked to the heavens above, the stars twinkling in his dark brown eyes, eyes that seemed to dip down to boundless depths surrounding him in a slight air of mystery. He looked to the moon and smiled a warm comforting smile that could befriend even the most unapproachable of characters. With his hand he brushed his medium length brown hair from his eyes, revealing his short curved horns. Sitting up he hugged his legs close to him, unfolding his red wings stretching them a bit as his long tail swished from side to side rustling the grass behind him. He appeared to be 15 years old and wore the typical set of cloths for his age. On his back he had a light brown jacket with a plain white T-shirt and had a pair of dark blue cargo pants with slightly ripped up legs. He wore a pair of old scuffed up tennis shoes and a black collar necklace as well. Looking to moon again he seemed to get lost in its comforting glow as he sat there in absolute silence aside from the bitter breeze. A breeze so chilling that it would cause others to shiver, yet he seemed to embrace and become empowered from it. Humming to himself he just sat there and smiled as if not a care in the world, as if he was sitting side by side with the girl he loved as he smiled to the moon. “If only she was here…” he said, his voice trailing off in the wind. Placing his hand on his shoulder he felt her touch, he felt her soft cheeks pressing against his own, he felt her caring embrace as her imaginary ghost held him tightly. As fast as a crack of the whip, suddenly the breeze kicked up into a powerful gust so all that could be heard was the white noise of the wind whipping through the grass snapping him out of his dream like state. Attempting to challenge the wind, he stood up slowly but surely, facing the wind head on as his hair blew about wildly. As he planted his feet firmly he began shouting to the wind “Is this all that you got! Is this all the strength that you can muster!” as he trudge forward, one straining step after another. The more he pushed onward the stronger the wind got, soon plants were being ripped out by the roots flying backwards like dandelions and soon, the very sound of it was unbearably earsplitting. Looking up he noticed a rather large tree only 30 feet away, not being in a particularly good position to question why he had not noticed such a enormous site before, he decided not to question a good thing. Dropping down onto all fours he dug his nails deep into the dirt, folded his wings tight against his back to become more streamlined, and powered on. Slowly making his way to the tree inch by inch what could have been minutes seemed hours to him, yet never once stopping to ask himself why he was fighting such an unbeatable force. In his mind he believed he could not win yet in his heart he was all but certain that there was hope for him, and that’s all the strength he needed to continue to move onward. As came within arms length of the tree, with one great leap, he reached out and clung to the tree tightly. Trying with all his might to hold on suddenly as rapid as the wind picked up, it began to fade gradually until it was no more than a faint warm breeze. Pausing for a second trying to comprehend what had just happened, he looked about wide eyed as if expecting a ghost to jump out of nowhere. All of a sudden he broke out in hysterical laughter letting go of the tree and rolling about on the ground. Seeming to be caught up in a great fit of joy as he laughed and laughed as if he was a small boy again. He did not know why he was laughing exactly, but he laughed on anyway. As his laughter faded away he sat up and inspected the tree before him. The tree appeared to be ancient and near to death yet it stood there unmoving even in the powerful wind that had passed. Jumping up he hung off one of the branches to test it. It seemed solid enough so he jumped up onto it and made his way to the top. After reaching about half way he looked down to see how far he had ascended. “It’s really a great view from up here.” he said to himself looking out to see the field below marveling at the shadows dancing about as the wind caused the meadow to move like one giant wave. Just sitting there he was in a state of complete serenity as his mind seemed free from its constant cycle of ever thinking. Sitting there he felt as if time had stopped, as if he would never have to worry of anything ever again. Temporarily losing sense of time he sat there for what was hours yet to him everything seemed to happen within seconds. Leaning back he looked skyward to the stars above and snapped out of his state of tranquility as he noticed something out of the usual. The tree seemed to have grown by at least 25 feet without him noticing. Standing up, he jumped up to the branch above him and stood for a second as if expecting the tree to react. Staring down the tree he stood there waiting. Scratching his head he looked down to the ground again seeing if anything had changed but as he looked up again the tree seemed to grow again. Reaching up to grab the branch above his head he pulled himself up as the tree grew again before his very eyes. Climbing another branch the tree grew again. Speeding his pace up a bit the tree grew even faster as if the tip of it was running away from him yet teasing him to try and catch it. Hopping from one branch to another upwards it grew faster and faster. Soon he was almost flying up the tree with its tip always just barely out of reach. The game of tag soon led up to great heights and into the clouds as his brow moistened with sweat. Never looking down, he powered on just because in his gut he felt that there was something at the end, but not knowing exactly what was not going to stop him. Abruptly the branch stopped growing just below a small white cloud. Slowing his ascent, he made his way up the last couple branches of the tree. Breathing heavily, near the point of collapsing, he tried his best to catch his breath and poked his head through the bottom of the cloud. Still catching his breath he scanned the cloud and what he saw really took his breath away. Surrounded by the infinite splendor of the stars and the ever smiling moon was beauty defined. It was her. As he stood there awestruck, he could to form words while she sat with her back to him looking out to the stars. She seemed to be sitting on the cloud as if it was solid. Not even caring about the fact that he was merely standing on fog, he lifted himself up onto the cloud and walked over to her. He could not believe his eyes but he believed in his heart it truly was her and that’s all that really mattered. He walked over to her, again at a loss words, and sat beside her. They both continued to gaze at the stars as he placed his arm across her shoulders and smiled with tears in his eyes. Looking to him she smiled as well as she rested her head on his shoulder with the same joyful tears forming. Words were not needed as they sat there together in the moons comforting glow. He did not know if this was a dream or if it was reality but it did not matter. All that he cared about was that they were together and nothing else mattered. Just sitting there in silence . Not able to hold the tears back any longer he whispered softly “I love you….” as tears began to roll down her cheeks as well “I love you too….” as they sat there forever, never wishing the moment to end.