We had long been a proud race, but all races would suffer like we had too.
In such a time of suffering we did what we could but not all races of people thought the say way.
We in this race made a deal with the race of the so-called human race. In such an agreement it stands that we are to fight together to overcome said group of another race. Once this race was defeated then we'd all be free to do as we pleased.
It never went as simple as that though.
Instead, it was all made worse than the human race joining the side we were fighting, so the ranks of humans that helped us decreased immensely. With such a turn of events, we were pushed into a corner, one which we didn't like. This corner was to be our last hope, our last line of defense, but it failed.
The last defense was a dragon of our own kind, who had been asleep in a cave for oh, so very long. A cave underneath all the earth, and far away from any sky.
We were told that if we could find the dragon and wake it up, our war would be close to an end. Nobody told us that this dragon had a will or mind of its own, that it could act with or without orders. That such a creature could be so evil was not spoken of till after the fact. When it was given the choice of life oversleep, it chooses the side of evil. In doing so the fight lasted for another few many years. Both sides have lost so many people, so many great things because of this said shift in power.
The dragon that was spoken of was from a family who were outcasts to begin with, so being outcasted again did no harm to him. That is till he found out something even worse was lurking in a shadow, like his own.
One that could turn all his hard work, upside.
The parents of said boy didn't ever mention her, but she sleeps, somewhere out of his reach.
She sleeps, not knowing who or what she should know now.
Her fate had been decided when he joined the wrong side.
His had been sealed.
Her sleep.
His will.