So, yeah. I'm in this place called Pantala, I'm supposed to stay here for my whole life, because it's for some science experiment thing and they won't let me go back to Pyrrhia. So, I'm legitimately stuck here for the rest of my life. I've been here for 1 year, I'm kind of getting used to this place, and for some reason, I'm planning to commit suicide because I'm eternally depressed, humiliated, and grossed out at the the same time. I mean, they have to wait SIX FREAKING YEARS, ok I shouldn't be raising my voice at you because you, reader, are an innocent dragon, but seriously, if you were born, you had to wait six years to have your wings. Also, some of them do this thing called flamesilk, which I'm not so depressed about, but they have all these greens and blues and yellows, and I have grays and oranges and reds. Anyway, let's get to what really happened...
