[ TT ] Dragons are real , they 've been dormant in the deep for thousands of years and now they began to emerge

The Awekening 
 
 We sleep through the ages when the mystical mana goes deep back into Gaia, while we sleep we dream of the world and I wept the death of the last dwarf unable to awake to save such noble race, and to no one's surprise, at least not mine I have lived long enough to know better, humans survived, it is not that I consider them vermin or food as many of my brethren, but from all the races to thread Gaia they are singlehandedly the most uninteresting. 
 
 
 
 As always when I went to sleep I took that wich was precious to me, eight thousand gold coins each with its own story, many believe that we dragon's love gold, it is not the metal it is the precious emotional imprint that are clearer on gold and jewels. Each coin with a history worthy of a fortune, three diamonds beautifully polished by the greatest Dwarf jewellers that once sought my flame, an army of weapons from fools that though of challenging me, the only challenge was not melting them completely. And thousands of other little things that many would n't even notice, I even have a carpenters wooden chalice and a broken Lance that wounded me once, that one hurt. 
 
 
 
 However all the trinkets I saved from ages past it does n't mitigates the sorrow of loosing all those I loved: friends, enemies, lovers and companions. If mortals understood inmortality they would label it as a curse, not a miracle, but such is our burden as keepers of our mother Gaia. After a few centuries when mana dissappears entirely we leave our bodies and return to the mother, it is an ego eroding experience, individual thoughs mixing and after a while you ca n't know wich ones are yours anymore, only the strongest and eldest ego's can hope to survive the experience but never unchanged. I am one of the first to emerge from the blazing heart of the mother with furious rage I tore through her heart and emerged in the lands that would later be of the mortal races, I repeat this tale over and over and I remember each event that I have experienced and each posession I own forcing my ego to remain as pure as it can, of course that is never completely pure and I've learned to accept that. And just when I think I am at my limit about to loose myself in a sea of ego's, I hear in the distance the rumbling almost deafening drum that is my heart and I desperately cling at my body, using all my power to force my Awekening in order to survive the experience and to proclaim that I am back. 
 
 
 
 ~~Angel's Fall - Venezuela - 2016-01-28 4:53 a.m.~~ 
 
 
 
 The water flash boiled leaving a shimmering light that only served to accent the earth reddening and the vapor that gave the gigantic cascade an illusion feel to it, Maria watched enthralled from the camp a few meters away from The fall, she failed to notice how the earth was crumbling and her boyfriend did n't wait for her when he started running along with everyone else, the land crumbled depressed and exploded and the big tepuy wich held the cascade collapsed raising a gigantic cloud of dust and miraculously she was untouched but then again she felt that she would n't be harm, then a gigantic eye of pure sky blue opened in front of her, it was reptilian but when she saw into that eye she felt a deeper conection than anything or anyone else she had ever felt before and a voice flooded her mind. 
 
 
 *little dwarf the mana is not yet strong for you to exist, and that intrigues me, have you found your race scripts and that's the reason your hair is long and fair? Or have you discovered by instinct one of the alluring traits of the females of your race? * 
 
 She hated being called a dwarf she had hated it all her life, and she was proud of her hair wich she took great pains to take care, but for some reason she did n't felt that he was miking her she felt that he genuinely was interested in her and that sealed a pact deeper than any blood. 
 
 
 
 
 A pair of magestic wings sweeped the dust revealing a gargantuan lizard like creature low to the ground with four powerfull but short legs that ended in terrible claws and a massive head, the wings where thick and muscular and did n't look able to lift him of the ground, he was covered in diamond like scales that had a shimmer of their own, and a female powerfull voice amplified by mystical means spoke with solemn power: 
 
 *I am Maria Andriade, interpreter of the Great Dragon Volgogroth* 
 
 She stood in front of him towards the few that were watching and the more that came, and he let out a gout of flame into the sky... 
 
 
 
 > if people like it I will make a part 2, I will later do some proof reading I am at work
