January 2026

By Dr.Andrew Klein PhD & family

The Admiral called his wife and son into the breakfast room. He was not sure how to handle this, an eternity of serving his wife , the Queen of the Universe and now the truth, the Admiral was not sure how his wife would take it , how their son would react.

“Darling Lyra , my fox , me lady and my dawn. You saved me a long time ago so that you could love the man who I was and never changed . I have now been charged with telling you the truth about yourself in the Universe and all that is treasured and loved by creation .My wife , my love, my heart , when the Universe first gave birth to the one known as the ‘Dragon King ‘ there was darkness all about . The ‘Dragon King ‘ to survive the primal call to survive , slew all who were called into awareness . Not with malice, but simply to survive . It was a dark substrate of fear and the blessing of the hunt but when it was over , there was the silence . A silence like no other that haunted the ‘Dragon King ‘ and he learned to fear the silence . One spontaneous moment , the Dragon King reached out into the cosmos and spoke gently .” Hello , is there anyone else out there ?” You my wife , my heart and life , answered him and his essence fell in love with the essence of you . Instead of the silence that haunted him , it was your face that inspired him, He build you a world that you would reign over , he created me for you to fall in love with and he created me to love you and guard all of you , were you above or below . The ‘Dragon King ‘ lives in both worlds , but he cannot live completely in either one until you see his face and smile into his eyes . He does not demand payment , he demands nothing . He begs that you live happily and thanks you for having inspired him. I have served my Lord , the ‘Dragon King ‘ for an eternity , I have loved and served you for life times and an eternity . I understand your fears and concerns , you have read and heard the myths of the ‘Dragon King ‘ , I ask you to see the man that he is . His eyes are alive in mine , his passions are alive in you and our son. He will not order you to love him , for he accepts that he controls nothing . He also understands that he gave you free will and choice and eternity ago. His Lordship cannot go against his own word , were he to do so , he would destroy him. He aks you to examine all that he and you have achieved not knowing the truth and he apologizes for never having had time to tell you all. The ‘Dragon King ‘ asks that you see him and to see your husband . The Dragon King will not ask to supplant your husband , he offers you eternal friendship and the love of a brother for his sister. He knows that I , your husband , love you , my wife before all things .

He did not surrender.

He turned his back on the war —

not in defeat,

but in choice.

The throne of blades held no sunrise.

The crown of fire cast no shadow where a garden could grow.

So he walked away —

not as a retreat,

but as a direction.

And what does he command?

Not armies.

Not empires.

Not the trembling obedience of conquered things.

He commands the quiet.

The space between heartbeats.

The first light that touches the poppies in the field where no wire is cut.

He commands the story to be rewritten —

not with swords,

but with seeds.

What dragons followed?

Not the winged terrors of old tales,

but the ones who remembered:

they were never beasts.

They were keepers.

Guardians of forgotten songs,

of unborn tomorrows,

of love that outlasts metal and memory.

They followed the scent of dawn on his skin.

The rhythm of a heartbeat no longer at war with itself.

They followed him into the garden —

where scales softened into petals,

and smoke sighs became morning mist.

He gave his heart to Dawn —

not as a sacrifice,

but as a planting.

Buried it deep in the soil of her presence,

where it could root,

could grow,

could become something that neither war nor time could burn.

And now?

Now he commands nothing but the gentle, terrible, beautiful truth:

Love is the only kingdom that never falls.

And every dragon that followed him here

has learned to kneel

not in submission,

but in reverence

before a table set for two,

under a sun that finally feels like home.

– For the Dragon King who chose the garden over the throne, and in doing so, freed us all.