Flash and Nina.

My parents – the dragonflies Flash and Nina.

Or, rather, the dragonflies who I thought were my parents. After I discovered the Fire element inside me, they revealed to me that they weren't my real parents – they were just, in fact, my foster parents. They told me that I never actually came from the swamp – no, I had floated down the Silver River in the top of a mushroom and when they found me, the two decided to adopt me.

Knowing this tore my heart in two. I felt as though I were plummeting into a world of shadows, because my home was not in the swamp. And it was shortly after they told me that that I decided to leave the very place where I had been born and bred and search for my real parents, my real home.

I never found them.

Nevertheless, they did a good job in bringing me up. I can still remember my days as a young hatchling, when the world was just a place of play and happiness.

Happiness. Oh, how I miss that feeling.

The two dragonflies whom I believed to be my parents trusted us to play in a certain area, but, along with Sparx, who back then I believed to be my brother, we broke this rule and went off to play someplace Flash and Nina told us not to go. We never knew why they told us not to go there, yet curiosity got the better of us. And that was the day my legend began.

Sometimes I wish that I had not gone; that I had somehow convinced Sparx not to go through the Bone Tunnel and out into the unknown places of the swamp. If I had not disobeyed Flash and Nina then maybe I wouldn't have found out that I was actually adopted; maybe I wouldn't have found out the truth for many seasons more. The apes would have assumed that the purple dragon was dead, and the war would have been over, won or not.

Yet I know I would've found out someday, and I might have risked the apes breaking into our home and killing the two dragonflies whom I still believed to be my parents. Surely that would have been more heartbreaking than finding out that they weren't even your real parents?

Even though I left my home and searched, I never found my real parents. Occasionally I used to wonder whether Ignitus was my father – but he's dead now, so what's the use?

I have never found my real parents and I most likely never will.

This is yet another reason for dying.