Silly boy blue stood at the top of the cliff. Apple in hand he watched as the giant waves rolled to and fro and to again. He tried to comprehend what was going on around him. He tried to understand but it was all happening too fast. At his back the dragons were getting closer and closer, and Jean Genie was nowhere to be seen. He jumped off the cliff into the roaring ocean hoping for a miracle. As he fell into the cold grey he could feel a strange warmth at his back. They were right above him! He'd made a good call. If he'd stayed up there he'd have surely been fried. Now that that was over with he only had to find a way to emerge out of the water without catching their attention. He could feel their eyes peering into the water looking at him. Dragons, as Jean Genie had said, were a cunning lot. He knew that they were still up there, waiting. Time was running out and he couldn't hold his breath forever.
Silly boy blue swam to the cracks beneath the cliff. The dragons hadn't realized it yet. They were still out there. For the moment he was safe. Before he could even catch his breath though, he suddenly jolted up. Where was the apple? He looked around him and felt a bit sick when he realized that it was out in the ocean. He could see it there, floating innocently, right below the dragons. He contemplated leaving it there. He thought about just running away and being done with this. Yes, he could go to Agerratha and build a farm there. He could marry a farm girl, a bar maid, or any maiden he'd fancy. He could marry a barmaid, with big bosoms, and spend his life out there living off the land. He could be content. He ran and jumped into the waves and right as he dived in the dragons let the full force of their furious fire hit him. He escaped it at the nick of time, and swam out to the apple. It kept floating away. The waves were growing more and more, and the apple kept going farther and farther. He kept time. Right as the dragons stopped flaming at him he pushed his head out the water, took a giant breath of air, and dived back in. This worked the first few times, and he kept swimming closer and closer to the apple. Finally, he grabbed it, and as the dragons stopped their flaming he got ready to pull up and take a breath. Right as he was about to though, a hair up in the air, another dragon fired his flame. They'd figure it out! A while ago, they were flaming together, but now they were taking turns. Silly boy blue felt a chill go down the back of his spine as he contemplated his impending death.- a watery grave, or a fiery funeral?
Tired of thinking he swam for it. He moved his arms and his legs as fast and as hard as he could. Fuck the dragons, he thought. Fuck their little giant mouths, their fire breathing, their claws and their wings. Fuck this cold, grey sea that'll probably give me pneumonia. Fuck Jean Genie for leaving me all alone, again, with fucking dragons at my back. And fuck the apple. Oh yeah, fuck the apple big time. Almost out of breath, Silly boy blue jumped up with all his might, even though the flames kept on, tired of being scared, he jumped with all his might. He thought back on his life. I feel a flashback coming through, he suddenly whispered.
Once upon a time... (record scratch)
Silly boy blue suddenly realized that he didn't feel like a fried rabbit. He opened his eyes, and to his surprise, the dragons were flying away. Yeah, you better run, he shouted, wondering whether his brave display of fearlessness and bravado had earned him their respect.
As he resumed swimming for the shore he felt the wind grow harsher. The water felt like it was rising. Oh shit, he murmured. I hope this isn't what I know it is.
Behind him Silly boy blue saw a giant wave rushing forth at him. A watery grave it is then, he thought. He held the apple close. I'm sorry, he whispered. From a distance you couldn't even hear how powerful the sound of the falling waves were.From a distance you can't even imagine the fury and the force. It's all silence.
And it was silence that Silly boy blue heard as he opened his eyes.