The Island of Kanoa

Growing up I was always told the Legend of Kanoa. That’s the island where I live. The legend tells of a fiery red dragon who lives on the other side of the island and is immortal. We are to never go near his mountain in fear he would destroy us. In my 18 years of growing up here I have never heard or seen this dragon so I’m starting to believe this legend isn’t so true.
This dragon has been my fascination since I was a little kid. I always wondered how lonely it must be, and what he ate, and if he flew to other places besides this island. Being a kid, my mother let it be, but seeing how I am now 18 she has told me to forget it. Why? Because on my island it is a custom to choose a man when a girl is between 18 and 20, so my time has come. Chasing a dragon was not on my mother’s to do list for me. Since I’ve grown up here, I know all the guys. I know what they used to be like and how they truly are. With that being said, I’ll pass on all of them. None have the free spirit like I do. 

Since it is my 18 birthday, I decided I would do something I have always wanted to do. I woke up early and slipped out of the house before anyone was up. I grabbed my bag I packed the night before and headed out to find this dragon. The island isn’t too big, and getting to the other side would most likely be a day’s journey. Skipping through all the boring hiking and such I finally arrived at the last hill before where the dragon’s hill is claimed to be. 

Finally reaching the top of the hill I could see over landscape, and to my pleasant surprise, there was a cave. Climbing down the hill I slowly approached the cave, knowing the legend and how this dragon was supposed to be mean. Peeking into the cave I didn’t see anything at first. Then I heard a voice, but from behind me, “Can I help you?” I jumped and turned around. In front of me was a guy holding an armful of fruit. I stood there surprised for a moment, “umm yes, I’m looking for the dragon’s cave.” He looked confused, “Why is a girl trying to find my cave?” I replied, “Well if you must- your cave?” Ignoring his sexist comment. He had a devilish grin on his face, “Yeah, my cave. As in, I’m the dragon. Is that so hard to believe?” 

I paused for moment. “Well yes. The dragon is supposed to be mean and immortal. And you’re just a guy, not a dragon” He walked into the cave set the fruit down and came back out. “My name is Finn. As crazy as it seems, I’m 20, and the dragon.” 

“Nice to meet you Finn, I’m Ava. I’m confused, how are you a dragon and only 20?” 

“Ava. That’s a pretty name. Well it’s a long story and it’s almost sunset. You don’t need your whole town looking for you. What do you say we get you back home?” “But I want to know! I’ve waited my whole life to come and find you. Plus we can’t get back to town before night.” 

Finn has that devilish grin on his face again. “You don’t know? You aren’t human, Ava.” 

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