My dragon friend

I was on an adventure to save the world. I met a dragon! He was my best friend. Somehow I knew he was male. He was like a piece of me. He was huge, I could ride him! He had blue-silver scales. Reminded me of silver. He reminded me of celestial bodies or stars. He was sleek, but strong and muscled. He had one long gracefully recurve horn. It looked like a Cresent moon. I remember riding on his back through the sky. It was the best feeling ever. I felt so free. I still recall his massive wings as we soared through the sky. I held onto his neck, his scales were smooth and cool. We flew through clouds and it was delightful. It was like we had known each other for years. Almost like meeting your spirit guide. I was so happy on his back. I have never felt so much joy and happiness in my life. I was brave and adventurous, I knew we'd succeed in our journey. I had no doubts. I felt completely safe with him. Somehow I knew his element was air. We were connected to the wind. It was beautiful. The dragon's name was Storm. Honestly, best dream ever and when I woke up I was so disappointed lol. I actually still miss him...my bestie.