I used to hate you. Be terrified of your strength.
Just the thought of you would make my body tense up in discomfort. Your heat. Your snarly breath. Your exhalation of smoke set a storm of confusion into my life. That burned everything it touched. That made rivers of water flow from my eyes. You were my worst enemy and I spent every moment of every day trying to break you down. To make you disappear forever.
Today, my story has changed. I need the strength I haven't needed in the longest of times. I need my fire. I need my fight. So I call on you, my dragon, to come forward, to reign with me. I embrace your presence and wish to become one with you. To be mighty. To be feared. To be unstoppable. I am the dragon. Hear me roar.