The Dragon Knight looked down from her tower. Below her, she could see the peasants working desperately in the fields, building sand walls and digging for water.
Her heart ached, but what could she do? Drought couldn’t be beaten with a sword. And she’d paid her own price.
A dragon’s life force is puissant and eternal. She was constantly surrounded by blue and silver wraiths. She’d had to isolate herself to protect the kingdom. She didn’t mind, it was part of the duty.
She went back inside, never considering the link between the dragons and the land that spawned them.

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