Have you ever wanted to turn back the clock?
Have you wanted to change something that never should have happened?
I am an air dragon, the last of my kind. I have few friends, the less others know about me the safer I'll be. My kind is nearly at extinction, I am scared. I remember when my family were alive, and how they died. That's why I'm hiding, that's why I'm scared. Once, there were hundreds of us roaming every shade of the sky, and I am haunted with their deaths every waking moment of my life.
Something is going to happen, I can feel it on the wind. Whatever it is I shall have to survive, for the name of my dragon, and many will die if I don't. For the wind will take vengeance, and there will be nothing in the way to stop it.