A young girl sits in the shadows of a cave behind a waterfall. Her hair is blown by a sudden wind that reaches inside the cavern. The hair color is silver and a shimmery. A sword stands next to her, chaining her to it, sealing her true powers. Humans put her in this place for fear that, being born from a dragon-human tribe and raised by pure dragons, she would kill everyone around her. No one from the dragon tribes lives anymore but her.
Out of the shadows came a large dragon that layed by her. Guarding her from anything that came near her.
She sat confused, tried, unemotional, and hungry. Every minute she sat there, she wondered when she was to die.
