posted on Jan, 16 2015 @ 01:53 PM
I am well into my 600'th year. I am the last Dragon left on this planet. There are others on outlying planets in this solar system. But no more here
than I. I will tell You a tale. True it is too.
There was a time Hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the skies were full of Dragons. Barely any blue sky could be seen for the thousands of wings
Then a war broke out among Humans. It was a long drawn out affair, and it could have ended up better than it did. One side decided to burn the village
of the others at night, and blame the Dragons.
Blame Us!? Really?! How Dare They?!!
We are of Noble Breed. We don't take life unless it is for nourishment. And We do not take Human life for that! We were in the skies well before man
came out of the caves. We knew where to hunt, where to live, where to breed. We kept to ourselves.
We would see man run to seek cover when we were in the skies above them. We were merely flying towards our hunting grounds. We laughed at the sight of
them scampering for shelter. Such fun it was. Some of My kind would swoop down near the Humans just for their pleasure. Yes there were awnry souls
among My kind too. They would not harm the Humans, only put some fear into them delivering growls and a bit of flame for show. Such fun it was for
them, not knowing the true impact it was having on the Human populations.
Some of those Humans took this as a direct threat to their lives. Often hunting parties would be formed and some Dragons were slayed as a result. Over
time, more and more Dragons would be killed. Some of the Good Dragons took it upon themselves to be embassador's of good will. They would drop down
near a village and attempt to speak of their good faith towards Humans. The Humans thought this ploy a trick of Dragon nature, and those Dragons were
killed as well.
Over time, more and more Dragons were slain. The sadness of this took it's toll on The Good Dragons. It turned to anger. Some of them lashed out at
the Human populations and regrettably, dozens of Human lives were taken in vengeance. Entire villages were burned to the ground. These actions were
not taken lightly by the hierarchy of My kind. Punishments were dealt out to those Killing in retaliation. Banishment from the Herd was a common
Soon those banished would form their own Herds. They would attack Good Dragons and death was the result to both good and bad Dragons. Soon there were
more dying of infighting than was caused by Humans. It seemed to never end. Countless deaths, on both sides of the Dragon Wars.
Time went on and the numbers of My kind dwindled. We could not reproduce fast enough to tip the scales back into our favor. The slayings from Humans
and Dragons alike increased. I lived through the end of the Wars. Now it is time for Me to part this world. I will use my abilities of 'Flight' and
leave You now.
Closing My eyes, I can visualize Saturn. There are many of My kind there now. No Humans inhabit that World yet. But there are some indigenous species
of Bi-Pedal Humanoids there. Hopefully they live in harmony with Dragons. I need a peaceful place among My kind to live out my remaining years.
I bid You farewell......