Elaina, King of the Spirits. Her hobby was tormenting dragons. And of all of them, the one she loved tormenting most was Zigolate.
"Stop iiiiiiiit. Don't move the flower spirits into my territory!"
Zigolate shouted, but Elaina didn't listen to a single word of it.
Elaina had plenty of ways to torment a dragon. One of them was turning a dragon's own territory into somewhere impossibly bright and full of hope.
Dragons naturally preferred dark, damp places, so Elaina filled Zigolate's home with flowers, with stars, with light, turning it into an entirely different world.
"It's because you keep yourself cooped up in the dark that your temper's so rotten. That's why you keep tormenting humans."
"I've never tormented them. They're the ones tormenting me."
Elaina cherished humans. They were small and fragile. Which was exactly why they tried so hard…
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