A small gold dragon, only two feet long. She was the most exquisite, beautiful thing Rachel had ever seen. Her perfectly formed scales shown with a mellow glow, and her deep purple eyes combined wisdom with the innocence and curiosity of youth. Even in repose her form exhibited grace and power. She stretched her light, flexible wings and gave a light breath of flame.
"Hi" said the gold dragon. "Are you my friend?" Her voice was the most beautiful music Rachel had ever heard.
Rachel was crying. "Yes, I'm your friend. I'll always be your friend but we have to say goodbye now. I can't go where you're going."
"I'm sorry. Goodbye, friend." said the dragon, as it disappeared.