From a flower came a dragon. He came upon the poor, robbed people of the land and spoke to them as that shivered in fear.
"Do not fear me. I am here to teach you my wisdom. I will help you build your fortress against the bandits and protect you until it is done. I will teach you how to use the land to sustain the life within your walls. And catch the creatures of the media and the fish of the river."
The wise dragon kept his word and protected the people, fought them how to survive and how to defend. After he saw that they flourished with life and knew found knowledge he departed with a farewell ans moved to the next land. On and on the dragon moved and taught the people, teaching them to survive on their own geographical territory all around the world.
The ancestors of our people were those to speak to the wise, ancient dragon. The ones taught by him. Many still send their thank you'd and tributes while others spread bed time stories to improve their countries moral. The chinese new year, the dragon stories with great princes slaying them from the european peninsula and the wise gods from the Americas, all stories ans traditions from the great dragon of our ancestors.
It is said that you can see the dragon's wise gaze watching over us from the starry night sky along with those of our parents past, watching over us and the balance he tought us.
(Just a little something I remembered. I would have written the original version I made but I think I lost my journal.)




