Homeland (98 Words)

“Do you ever wish you could go back?”

Alan looked up from watching the second hand tick across the clock face. His companion watched him keenly, the dragon’s eyes narrowed against the harsh light of the second of twin suns.

“Sometimes I wish I could see it again,” said the man, honestly. “When I’m thinking, no.”

The dragon snorted. She could not imagine leaving her home planet. But reaching up, Alan tapped her nose lightly with one finger.

“You’ll learn it one day,” he said. “Home is what you carry in your heart. It isn’t where you are.”


Written in response to Sunday Photo Fiction‘s prompt. Check it out!

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