Dragon Heart
The Spirit Continues.
In the midst of all the chaos that the world had come to, one woman remembered the writings of the old code. and the last dragon to withstand its rulings. She alone knew that the only way to bring peace back to the way of life was to pray to the stars. On a dark starlit night she ventured to the ruins of Camelot to pray to the dragon heaven, she told them to return to earth through her. Every night from then on she came to the very spot and repeated the same prayer over and over until one night her prayer was answered. She become impregnated with the seeds of the stars and gave birth that very night to five tiny dragon eggs. In the process she lost her body but her spirit lived on up in the stars to look down on their last hope for the future. Each egg contained one dragon for every element: fire, earth, water, and wind. The last was to control them all and had the power of spirit. Because a human had been used in giving birth to the eggs, the last egg contained a baby human. The blood of the ancient dragon race pumped through her veins and her spirit followed that of dragon decent, but her features were that of human origin. She would grow up similar to that of a dragon, however, all her emotions and experiences would be felt, as a human would witness them. Her other nest mates would behave in much the same manner. their spirits and appearances that of dragons, but their feelings leaning more towards the human end. All five of them hatched together on the morning after they were born, in the order that they had been laid. The first emergence was that of a small silver snout with a single horn on the end. A slender neck followed and the gray eyes slowly opened to catch a glimpse of the world for the first time. The clouds in the sky rippled across the surface of the large iris and then closed as the dragon blinked once. Earth was born next. a beautiful creature of shimmering emerald scales, with the odd bronze tint. Pale, moss green eyes shone out from the exquisitely shaped face and a set of wings slowly unfurled from it's back as it stumbled out into the nest. The third arrival caused a rather large commotion. A blood red egg rocked to the left of the silver dragon and rolled onto its side while it's inhabitant cried out in frustration from inside. Within the depths of the egg, a set of pale red eyes blinked slowly and a snout shot forwards, the egg tooth on the end of it's nose pushing against the leathery membrane. At long last, a crimson head, followed by a sinuous neck and a foot armed with claws, made it's way out onto the floor of the nest, where it sat shivering and trying to move it's wings. The heads of the three dragons swiveled seemingly as one to the mottled blue egg and the green's nose moved out to nudge it curiously. A small whimper voiced itself and a section of the egg slowly ripped, revealing a metallic, deep blue and turquoise hide. The last of the dragons, which represented the element Water, turned itself around and pushed out of the egg, flopping out amongst the gemstones and grass of the nest with a wavery cry. Then, as though it were a very important event, each head turned to peer at the very last egg of the clutch. But something was not normal. the last orb shone all the colors of the rainbow as they swirled across the surface, much like water refracted through a prism. A soft cry echoed faintly from inside and a small hand pressed against the leathery shield. All at once, the last member of their group burst into the world, gasping a bit and shivering against the early morning air. The dragons looked, if it were possible for a dragon, fondly and happily at their nest-mate and at once accepted her like a sibling. One thousand and sixteen years later their adventure began....
The Spirit Continues.
In the midst of all the chaos that the world had come to, one woman remembered the writings of the old code. and the last dragon to withstand its rulings. She alone knew that the only way to bring peace back to the way of life was to pray to the stars. On a dark starlit night she ventured to the ruins of Camelot to pray to the dragon heaven, she told them to return to earth through her. Every night from then on she came to the very spot and repeated the same prayer over and over until one night her prayer was answered. She become impregnated with the seeds of the stars and gave birth that very night to five tiny dragon eggs. In the process she lost her body but her spirit lived on up in the stars to look down on their last hope for the future. Each egg contained one dragon for every element: fire, earth, water, and wind. The last was to control them all and had the power of spirit. Because a human had been used in giving birth to the eggs, the last egg contained a baby human. The blood of the ancient dragon race pumped through her veins and her spirit followed that of dragon decent, but her features were that of human origin. She would grow up similar to that of a dragon, however, all her emotions and experiences would be felt, as a human would witness them. Her other nest mates would behave in much the same manner. their spirits and appearances that of dragons, but their feelings leaning more towards the human end. All five of them hatched together on the morning after they were born, in the order that they had been laid. The first emergence was that of a small silver snout with a single horn on the end. A slender neck followed and the gray eyes slowly opened to catch a glimpse of the world for the first time. The clouds in the sky rippled across the surface of the large iris and then closed as the dragon blinked once. Earth was born next. a beautiful creature of shimmering emerald scales, with the odd bronze tint. Pale, moss green eyes shone out from the exquisitely shaped face and a set of wings slowly unfurled from it's back as it stumbled out into the nest. The third arrival caused a rather large commotion. A blood red egg rocked to the left of the silver dragon and rolled onto its side while it's inhabitant cried out in frustration from inside. Within the depths of the egg, a set of pale red eyes blinked slowly and a snout shot forwards, the egg tooth on the end of it's nose pushing against the leathery membrane. At long last, a crimson head, followed by a sinuous neck and a foot armed with claws, made it's way out onto the floor of the nest, where it sat shivering and trying to move it's wings. The heads of the three dragons swiveled seemingly as one to the mottled blue egg and the green's nose moved out to nudge it curiously. A small whimper voiced itself and a section of the egg slowly ripped, revealing a metallic, deep blue and turquoise hide. The last of the dragons, which represented the element Water, turned itself around and pushed out of the egg, flopping out amongst the gemstones and grass of the nest with a wavery cry. Then, as though it were a very important event, each head turned to peer at the very last egg of the clutch. But something was not normal. the last orb shone all the colors of the rainbow as they swirled across the surface, much like water refracted through a prism. A soft cry echoed faintly from inside and a small hand pressed against the leathery shield. All at once, the last member of their group burst into the world, gasping a bit and shivering against the early morning air. The dragons looked, if it were possible for a dragon, fondly and happily at their nest-mate and at once accepted her like a sibling. One thousand and sixteen years later their adventure began....