[ WP ] You were born with a large birthmark in the shape of a dragon . However , this is just a coincidence ; there is absolutely nothing magical about it , and you 're getting really tired of explaining this .

They were staring at me again. Eyes wide, mouths slightly agape. I sighed. `` Hi. Look, I got your message. But I'm not-'' 
 
 `` You're him!'' One of them explained. Pretty enough lass, head of gold, but obviously empty. `` You're the one who can talk with them.'' 
 
 `` I'm really not.'' I tried to force a smile onto my face - or rather, I let my lips tug the sides of my mouth up. The stupid birthmark had been nothing but trouble since I was born. Worse, it was on my face, running from the top of my left eyebrow to the side of my right lip. Impossible to hide. 
 
 `` The swirling detail... the intricacies... there can be no doubt...'' This one was black as pitch, but his eyes were wide, and he leaned forward over the pile of crap he'd apparently left on the floor. `` It is true. You are the bridge between our worlds.'' He smiled slightly. `` You will remain here. You are far too important to us all to be allowed to leave.'' 
 
 I felt my patience snap. With a roar I lurched forward, closing my jaws around his scaly black neck, tearing his throat out in a single movement. The gold one I burnt, melting her golden hide beneath a wave of flame. 
 
 When it was done, I gathered up as much of the black dragon's hoard in my arms as I could carry, spread my wings, and flew out over the lake at the cave's entrance. As the world whipped past beneath me, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the glassy surface of the water. Red scales, golden eyes - not a bad looker, if I do say so myself. But disfigured by that stupid birthmark over my face: two legs, two arms, long flowing hair. All incredibly detailed. All incredibly meaningless. 
 
 *Just a coincidence*, I thought, not for the first time. *I'm not some stupid humanborn. *
