The wind blows heavily across Lunalithe. The galaxies quiver with fright. For on this brightest night, there shall be the hatching of not one, not two, not five, but seven dragonets born with overlapping destinies that could either give birth to a new world or end this one... A/N: Some words may be written in a (seemingly) different language, guess what the code is before part 10's release (in the comments) along with an Idea, and I might include it in my story!