Little Dragons

  By Renee Hughes "Thank you," I said to the sea of human faces surrounding me. "I applaud your courage." I heard Ezekiel, who stood directly behind me, clearing his throat. "Congratulations," he said without smiling. "Now prove how existing in these limited forms can help us understand the planet project." I gave a swift nod and turned to my audience. "The 21st Century can be summed up in two words- suppressed change," I said magnifying my voice so every Little Dragon present could hear me. "Our ancestors lived and breathed one perspective for their entire lives. This made them limited, rigid and stuck. Change was to be avoided at all costs." Murmurs of discontent greeted my statement. A tall light-skinned man called out an objection. " Just because our ancestors could not transform themselves into energy or other beings it doesn't mean they hated change. They came into this world as infants and left as adults a pro...

By Renee Hughes The wind picked up and the sunlight increased. I felt the swirling changeable nature of energy, the Little Dragons had arrived. I turned to Michael. "How will you watch my lecture?" I asked him eyebrows raised. "I am a purist remember," He said. "I will stay in this form." I nodded pleased with his decision. We both stood staring as a moving vortex of vivid colors woven together with rays of pure light grew in the sky. I waited for our brethren to descend from the heavens. I had modified my spiritualistic nature for this lecture. As long as the Little Dragons assumed some type of human form, I would be satisfied. Only a few hundred complied. That was disappointing. Most of them remained in the sky. "Please," I called out to the vortex. "The Planet Project could be a monumental achievement for our race or the biggest mistake of our existence. I need you to join me here!" The air shifted and a very tall man appeared ...