Prolouge

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A tiny dragonet crawled out of an egg. He ran towards his siblings that had hatched to get a scrap of food. He was pushed out of the way.

Years later, he went to go ask his mother to go and take him to look at the night sky, he was clawed at the face. The gash bled onto the floor, the dragonet fell to the floor sobbing. His mother scolded him for being foolish, for she vowed never to let her children go outside during that Great War. She yelled at him for making such a mess on the floor and made him go clean it up. The dragonet's heart turned to stone. He realized he could never have happiness while this war reigned. He wished one queen would just win already!

That night his mother was murdered. Boulder had struck his own mother to death. Boulder vowed to rob everyone of their happiness, just like he was robbed of his. He flew away blending in with the darkness, his heart had finally turned to stone.

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