It was warm
So very warm that I didn't want to want to wake up and realize it was cold
I don't know how long I've slept
It may have been days, weeks, or months
But all I knew was that it kept getting colder and colder
There was something near me that was keeping it hot but something was happening to it
It was like a flame dying
Slowly it got so cold I couldn't take it
I started kicking
Kicking around me to get out of the small thing I was stuck in
Then I heard a crack and started kicking harder
Then light came through
And I broke out
What contained me was an egg
The shells were red with a crystalline metallic composition
Well I felt really hungry so I ate it
It was kinda alright, didn't regret it but didn't really taste like anything
I then left the area to search for the source of the heat I felt
It was kinda easy as it was like playing hot or cold
The closer, I got to the source, the more heat I feel
Then I saw it
It was red, just like me but bigger
I tried to get a closer look and see that it has cracks on it that are purple
For some reason I felt a connection, I realized that it was my parent
Then it turned around quickly and stared at me
But when it saw me, its eyes started to relax and it started to speak
'Im sorry for glaring my child' he said with a deep and calm voice
'Its alright, but are you my father'
'Yes child, I am your father'
'Um, are you, or we a lizard'
'Hahah, we are not. If we were you wouldn't have been able to speak or understand me, And a mere lizard couldn't be as big as I am. And they wouldn't have crystal scales would they. We are the archaic dragons'
'Archaic dragons? Wouldn't dragons have wings'
'Thats why we're called archaic, we are dragons of old. The first dragons in existence. Dragons with wings are the new. And we are the last of the archaic dragons. Your mother had died recently as of yet'
'What happened to her'
'She had been hit with an arrow coated in the venom of a basilisk, it is the most potent poison in this world. I managed to escape with you but I was grazed with one those arrows and will slowly die'
'Is that why there are cracks of violet on you, is that why your growing colder'