Foreword

By: Clay, Tsunami, Glory, Starflight, Sunny.

A few of our students have been asking about our time in the underground caves, before we escaped. There wasn't time to tell them out loud- I mean, we're running a school! Plus, that was six years… trapped underground for no reason. Then, Starflight had a great idea! I said, "Why don't we write a scroll about it?" So that's what we're doing now. Well, our now. Obviously not your now, unless you're reading this over our shoulders while we write. Which you aren't. Technicalities. Not important. Starflight, remind me why we didn't tell them to go bother Webs? Because he hasn't got time either. Because we wanted to do this instead. We're going to write this scroll a little bit at a time, and try and give you a thorough account of those six years underground. We might not do it too quickly. Like I said, we've got a school to run! Except for Glory. I've got two tribes to run. Fair enough. But we'll try to work on it when we can. It will not always be all of us writing together, but I thought we ought to start it off this way. Sometimes Webs might help too. Maybe. Just to clarify, none of us know the first thing about writing a scroll. I hope we haven't messed up already. But we're trying. So here goes: the story of our dragonethood.