The distant waves of the ocean were beautiful, shining like little white puffs of fur flying around with the lightning bugs during a full moon. My dragon matched this environment, the bright yellow sandy dunes, golden eyes that lit up with the sunlight, and a fiery temper. One thing that stood out on him was his unique royal pattern. He never talked about it, it always made him madder. Today he was happy, he always was when we were out on long flights over the desert, mainly doing errands. I never was kept track of, my parents had left me at a young age, so I had to learn how to live in a very short time. It worked out once I found my dragon Bond, I finally knew my purpose that had been written already, an outsider...
There is a part two inside this book as well.
