Zantedeschia's Lair

Time flows like the water of the Gladeveins. Life flows, existence flows, until it ends. Nothing is eternal, not even the Gladekeeper. ‘I don’t want eternity,’ says the dragon, looking back at the dragons which, by some chance of fate, were born at the right moment to share a lifetime together. ‘What would I get from it, that could be worth the anguish of stagnation? What I have is nothing in the grand scheme, but I am nothing, and this “nothing” is everything to me. Say, wanna take a swim?'