Destria

After losing her only surviving dragonet, Destria's mind was constantly swarmed with grief and anger. Everyone was to blame for this, everyone. Why her?? All she wanted was a dragonet of her own, one that lived, but it seems as though every deity and force was out to prevent that from happening.

"Why, why, why???

Its my fault, its your fault, its everyone's fault. He's not dead, I still have his bones; his bones won't die! I won't die, he won't die, we'll never die!"

And so, living on her own in a solitary little cabin in the woods, she began her descent into madness.



"I cry and my knuckles get sore
'Cause I still believe it won't be like before,
And now, somehow I just want you more."