sparoudorado

The Celestial Isles were quiet as usual. Not a thing was stirring; there were no intruders to be repelled by the defense mechanisms, no dragons to prove worthy of their mastery of an element... it was deathly quiet. Within the massive sanctum of the Chronicler; the new dragon chosen, the former Guardian of Fire, Ignitus, was busy perusing the tome that belonged to the purple dragon. Many other books lay strewn across the floor; he had been busy reading whatever he could about the past of the nemesis of the dragons, Malefor. "It's hard to believe it has been five years since Malefor fell. It seems this world will finally be at peace, for a ti