Mistaike sighed, "It all started thirteen years ago," she began her story.
If this tale dates back thirteen years ago that means that she was barely five years old at that time. What gruesome past could a child have suffered… and at five years?
"Let's go sit under that apple tree," she said interrupting my stream of thought. I nodded at her.
She winked her eyes at me. We soon found a good tree with a wide shade. It blocked away the sun nicely but the leaves still allowed some rays of light to infiltrate the ground leaving very beautiful patterns.
There were also quite several apples laying down under the three. She picked about a dozen, "So we can chew on something and wouldn't get bored of the story," she had said.
A few moments later we were ready to hear her story. I wonder what she had awaiting us. From the opening phrase I had an inkling that it wasn't something pleasant and easy to talk about… just like my story.
MISTAIKE'S P. O. V
It all started thirteen years ago. As you all know I am an elemental dragon and our breed is very rare to find.
I was still a young five years old and had just undergone her first transformation when war was declared on the remaining surviving elemental dragons.
A thousand years ago. Unlike other dragons who preferred living separated from one another and only meeting on festive periods, the elemental dragons lived as a family.
They married wives and had children. Soon, the elemental dragons were so strong and closely knitted that they made the neighboring races afraid of their existence. They began to tell their children horrible stories about the elemental dragons. Making them the bad guys in modern history.
This was a blatant lie because the elemental dragons were one of the sweetest breeds to ever exist. Look at me for example.
Do I look like a bad person? Do I sound like a villain? How and why were we made to look like the villains? Why?
The husbands hunted food; squirrels, rats, and mice, they never hunted humans, the wives took care of the children. And the children were taught to be lively and obedient.
One needed to see the elemental dragons during their festive periods. They created beautiful scenery. Their scales glistened brightly in the sun. It was such a happy life… then
One certain day a group of men invaded our quiet lands. They claimed that we had killed a human. Killed when? How?
They insisted that we had killed a human. They began to attack blindly because of that the men elemental dragons attacked back. To protect the women and children.
Unknown to them the humans had come prepared. They threw harpoons at the men who had tried to protect the women and children. They began to squirm in pain.
A part of the men had already started burning the houses that were made of raffia and bamboo shoots. Everything in sight was razed to the ground. It truly was a pitiful sight.