Born a few years ago was a tiny red dragon, she cracked out of her shell only to realize she was alone in the realms, no one was in the lair, the broken shells of her nest mates broken and they too were gone, she would have to find her own way, how to hunt for food and how just to do normal things like fly, would be discovered as the story goes, this tiny little dragon didn't even have a name, Cause she had a spiked tail she named her self spike , her bright glossy red scales covered her entire body from her nose all the way to her tail, her race being one of the fire dragons, her eyes glowed of aloneness no man could ever understand.
As she stumbled out of the lair to find a world so much different then the lair. Sights were amazing to her ,swishing her head back and forth to spy everything, she could see the tree tops. The way the pines of green cascaded downwards, growing wider and fuller as it spread toward the bottom of their bases.The lush green forest as far as her eyes could see, the scents of pines, whisked through her nostrils. One small tower way out there in the center of the forest, possible life, left and right mountains of rocks as far as she could see.
Up she only tell they were blue skies, dotted with puffs of white fluffy cotton, later described as clouds. She would learn though innate ability to snort flames, so with much practice before spike made her first flame ball as a tiny black birds spread their wings for the very first time a flame ball would sizzle them down, but they all seem to land just over the cliff side of the lair, her stomach growled from hunger , with all her energy and much determination, she stepped back and ran as fast as she could and jumped off the cliff, Sad but true, she didn't remember to out stretch her wings, she landed 150 feet below in a heap of dragon flesh at the bottom of the mountain side and lay there broken. She closed her eyes, and waited on the grim reaper to come and take her away to the fiery halls of hades. Maybe just then she could find her nest mates, her parents, to young to experience all of what the realms had to offer.
What seemed like days, turned into weeks. Her bones started to mend on their own, she felt more lost as buzzards and other small animals would peck at her skin. She could hear foot steps in the distance, yet her ears strained to hear what was coming. Her eyes opened, straining to focus on the robes of the legs coming closer and all she could say as she sprouted fire at him and weakly replied, I am a dragon.... FEAR ME !!
But still the man approached * fear not little one, I am the dragon lord i am here to heal you and teach you the way of dragons*.. He Leaned down and healed spike, laying hands on her he healed her broken spirit as well as her bones as he stood he said * Come now get up we have much work to do * and tossed her some meat he carried with him as he turned and walked away towards a forest path.
As she tasted the meat, in truth it was smoked venison, Like nothing she ever tasted before, but it refreshed those tummy growls she had for days finally calmed. It was enough but could she find more. Who was this man, a powerful one indeed, to heal a dragon.
To follow or not to follow?
The man stopped just at the edge of the forest, He looked back to her and said *Little one come, the night falls. You are to weak ,to be out in the dark. Come, more of that meat is cooking. Come sit with me. Rest, I will protect and teach you, You need not fear me, I am one man, and You..... are a Red Dragon..*
