By the lineages of creation, the dragon is as much my brother as Mankind ever was. We were both made of God’s substance, after all. He saw in me a true equal. They would know me as a creature of night and named me accordingly. They would know him as a bringer of light and named him accordingly. Our children they would call the Fair Folk, the Pale Folk. Each child would be unique, mixed of two equals, beautiful and infinite in their oddities. They are unlike those of Mankind, for he mated with his own shadow.
