The ground shook.
I could see it from my vantage point where the suns shine on Dragon Father’s entire dream. But I could see what Dragon Little and the Snot Eater could not.
The ground shook because something snapped it. I have never seen anything like it in all the dreams I have been to.
The ground shook. The ground quaked. I do not know if you have ever seen anything like it.
It did not quake near the Snot Eater’s home, but far in the distance, near the horizon.
A wave began to build on the horizon. Growing taller and bigger than any wave I had seen until now.
The ocean itself, on the other side, below me, where Dragon Father stood at the helm of Bonny’s Revenge - the ocean itself seemed to drain itself and go lower.
It was as if the wave was sucking water from the entire ocean to build a wave almost as high as the moon.
Within seconds of the quake and the water beginning to drain underneath him, Dragon Father turned the wheel and Bonny’s Revenge, their marvelous stolen pirate ship, rose into the air.
The waved gathered speed and the ocean drained.
I could now see that all the water where Bonny’s Revenge had been was now moving in the direction of the wave, giving it more water.
It was still two minutes, still growing.
I noticed now that Dragon Father had not risen above the oncoming wave. He was flying the ship only a few hundred meters above where he had been. I understood now that he was searching… He was looking for the water to drain so that he could find Dragon Little.
After a minute, the ocean floor could be seen and with it, the home of the Snot Eater.
The air that surrounded it in a protective way had popped now that there as air on the other side, and both Dragon Father and I could see the Snot Eater and Dragon Little.
The two looked at the wave, now almost upon them, towering to the height of the moon, coming their way.
“Oh, snot!” the Snot Eater said.
“Wow!” Dragon Little said, awed by what she was seeing, but not frightened.
She looked up, and there was her rescuer, flying down at top speed, swooping in to save her.
“Joy, catch!” a large rope hung behind the tail of the ship. Dragon Little caught it and looped it twice around her hand for support. The ship slowed to pick her up, and rose back into the air.
The wave was right behind them. Dragon Little rose into the air, carried by the rope, carried by the ship, helmed by her father. The Snot Eater was hit by the wall and broken into thousand of small pieces of snot in the water.
“Yeee-haaaaa!” Dragon Father shouted as he sped in front of the wave wall, slowly rising.
“Yeee-haaaaa!” Dragon Little shouted in excitement. Even from way above, I could hear her heart speed up. She loved it!
And Dragon Father loved it, too. He loved the adventure, and he loved to rescue his daughter at the very last minute, something he did often in his dreams.
—Told by The Red Dragon