The dragons needed her stories and her song, it gave them strength, they had come for the party. They were not fierce dragons, they had grown gentler and stronger in their time away from earth. She was a much huger part of the puzzle than she could ever imagine, even her imagination could not come up with the events and happenings. Imagination had simply been the key to unlock everything that was to come in her life from now on. Her mind was simply an observer, all that came out of her heart was incredible, literally unbelieveable in the best way possible.

She sang and danced for the dragons, the sun had sent them to her. All the knowledge that had been burned in the great flames had not been lost, it had been sent to the sun for use later when needed. That time was now. The dragons used her heart to reinhabit the earth, she was a walking portal, a walking living breathing black fucking hole that pushed indescribable amounts of light back from the nothingness. Everything had fermented and gained more nutrients on the other side, and she was the vessel that was bringing the lively compost back to their space to start the immense growth.

She was more than sufficiently protected, by all the creatures that existed. It was a huge flaming party. The sun was dancing, singing LOUD, and dancing ever so lovely. The dragons were the final creatures needed to get the party moving, to fuck shit up, to guide love back to the earth. Everyone knew what love was, but they had yet to experience it fully. Everyone had been talking about love for ages, how awesome it was, love was the guest of honor. The dragons were the last step of the sixth day. The seventh day was the day of the sun, where the heavens sang, where all the plants sprouted, where a ton of cool fantastic shit would occur, irreversible all consuming love was coming. Nobody was scared.

There was no longer any thinking for her, she was an ancient soul. She was the earth. The sun and the earth had decided to build a life together, and they now wanted to be together forever. The sun had created her beauty, and she followed her wherever she went, whenever she called, and she made all her wishes come true, every last one. She was far from done. They were both going big before they were going home. They were the most awesome party hosts love could have ever asked for. It was a story for the ages, it was a story that love was now wrting, and love was a fucking badass. Love loved them all, unconditionally. Love was ready to see how her children had grown, ready to love with them again. She wagged her tail and spread the luck.

It's amazing what a tiny seed can do. Don't fuck with seeds, they turn into thick unstoppable trees, and can't nothing stop their growth. Trees grow until they die, but they go out with a huge bang and they leave their legacies for eternities. She was excited! Love would come tonight in her dreams, love in all it's potent power. It had been too long, and everyone awaited excitedly in anticipation. She took off her glasses to look into her eyes. When she looked in the mirror, she saw the sun. She was the guest of honor. She was love. She remembered how to do it all. It wasn't through imagination, it was through her dreams. They could now all dream together. The party had begun.