Long before the rule of the sun dragons; there was a time of peace and prosperity, under the watchful eye of the moon dragon. During those times there was no blood shed amongst our kind and everyone respected traditions. There was no one starving or dieing.

All thanks to the moon dragons who; instead of seeing herself as a god among us but saw herself as one of us. 

I remember her strength, wisdom and her kindness. She helped those  who needed her the most. This peace lasted for three millennia.

But then the sun dragons came, destroying the peace and replacing it with fear and dread.And when our kind needed the moon dragon the most, she vanished; leaving our kind to the sun dragons' claws.

I am writing this down because the time has come. Either old age will claim me or the sun dragons' fangs will. But I do hope that one day the moon dragon will return and restore our land to what it once was.

Now that I think of it; if I were able to see her return, I would want to ask her this one question. Why did she leave us that day?

Guess I will never know now.