Andrew crossed the Smoking Sea by stolen ship, sailing into the haunted ruins of Valyria. The sky was choked with smoke and ash. Dragons screamed in the distance, but did not approach.
He walked alone across glass-scorched lands. He found stone towers twisted by heat and magic, bones larger than ships, and crypts where ghosts whispered in High Valyrian.
One night, he found it. A cave pulsing with unnatural heat. Deep within, nestled in black rock, was an egg.