[To be Named]

[Unnamed], from the moment she first opened her eyes and beheld the world, she created.
She folded the unknowable into new forms- living forms. Her first creation was a large, trailing flower the size of a tree with thick, sparkling white-purple petals.
Later, at the cusp of her maturity, she created her first creature of flesh- a deep red, pulsing insect- far too many limbs, each of which was far too sharp. It quickly tore itself into wet, twitching shreds.

The first time she created such a creature, her nature clan was horrified. They still loved her, though, and suggested she go to serve the Gladekeeper- she could help control the young dragon's power, could make use of it, could protect her.
The unspoken, "Could protect others from her" dripped from between their well-meaning suggestions.

She left- she would master her power, tame her curse, and see the world.

She found, through her travels, that her magic could change things more subtly as well- make leaves a little greener, a creature's pelt warmer, a butterfly's wings stronger.

She endeavored not to harm others, and as she grew she noticed her magic tended to act up more when around other dragons with magic- especially those with strong magic. So, to ere on the side of caution, she began to

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