I’ve traveled a lot in my life. And I mean a lot. My parents have not exactly been the kind of folk others want to be around. So, and this is not paranoia, a lot of people have been hunting us for a very long time. In fact, my sister, we believe, is being held hostage. That’s why we travel. We’ve been looking for her. We are, in fact, the last of our kind. The blood line ends with us. Unless we find my sister, and even then…
I was born on the hot rocks of the Saharan desert. It was a lonely place in those days. I never saw anything green until I was in my adolescence. My parents were overprotective, I think. After my sister was taken, y father was always telling me how much I disappointed him. I think he was devastated by the loss of my sister, and someone I could never match up.
When I was old enough, we started to travel. Mostly by air. It was faster, and we had a lot of ground to cover and we had to be fast. Fortunately, my parents had trained me well in this skill. We were all good fliers. Better than any fighter pilot up until the Korean War.
I’m small. Only 5’2” at my shoulder. Only 450 kilos. Maybe that’s another thing my father held against me. But my wings are such that I am highly maneuverable. This was good up until the development of the Jet. Then we couldn’t go fast enough, and we had to become ground creatures.
Our greatest treasure is one egg. In that egg, perhaps, is the future of our species. But unless we find my sister, we have no hope. So our quest continues. Bu having lived 500 years, or so, I have accumulated a lot of knowledge, and learned a lot about humans. Sometimes, I have even had the chance to talk to one. I am jealous of a species that has so many others to keep them company. You are lucky. I don’t think you appreciate how lucky you are.
Anyway, that’s a little about me. I dare not say too much, and what I have said my not contain much truth, for we must hide in plain sight. Or not. Thanks for the opportunity to introduce myself. Oh. My father says I’m ugly, for a dragon. My mother is not so unkind, but it is hard to keep going in our situation, and sometimes I wonder why we cling to life so tenaciously. Be well, my human friends. If some day you see a strange shadow in the sky, be amazed, for it may be I.