'Supreme Dragon' by Holly Geely
Spring meant that the humans would be imitating his form, donning a fabric carcass created in his image. Every year he was outraged by their presumptuousness. They had his looks right, leftover from a time when humans gave him due respect, but they did not know him. They did not know how he moved.
He was Dragon.
They would dance the night away, light their firecrackers, perform their rituals. None of them would look to him. They no longer believed.
He was Supreme. He was beyond their mortal ways.
But if he was completely honest, he was bummed that they hadn’t invited him to the festival.
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