The dragon had an Inky black body peppered with milky-white dots,

Her tail curled around tiny twinkling stars,

guarding them with her life.

Her eyes were alabaster white.

She looked at me, I could not tell if she could actually see me,

because she had no pupils.

At the start I felt frightened,

but a weird calm feeling rose over me like a warm blanket.  Though her claws may have been sharper than daggers,

she did not seem to want to hurt me.

She flew from one star to another,

She acted like every star was just a stepping-stone,

She was beautiful in every way.

Her wings calmly battered together

making a cool wind blow over me.

I felt peaceful and I think she did too.