So this originally wasn't going to be a real story, but I wrote it and enjoyed it, so here it is. This is a one shot, btw. They say that if you look at the sky long enough, a dragon shall appear A boy named Harold thought about this, while looking at the starry night sky. No one knows how this legend began, nor who had originally said those words. The sky was clear, not a cloud in sight. Harold laid down on the cool ground, looking up at the aurora borealis that now appeared. This had become a daily thing for Harold, as he enjoyed the solitude and the sight. Every day, he laid there, and every day, his mother would call out to him. The first day he did this was his birthday, and so his mother called out to him "Harold! You're going to miss out on your cake!" But Harold didn't want any. This sight was enough for him. And so, he continued laying there, no matter what his mother called out to him. But one day, his mother stopped. Harold didn't know why, but it didn't bother him. He could spend the rest of his life doing this. And upon thinking this, Harold realized something. He had done just that. His mother no longer called out to him, because he had passed away, due to too many cold nights like this one. Harold sat up, yet was not afraid. He had done what he wanted, and saw beauty before his passing. He looked up one last time at the aurora borealis, and smiled. He was soon going to be up there, with the shimmering dragons in the sky.
Oh wait never mind. She said something similar but different. In the movie she was making fake star constellations and said something that sounded like it. My bad.