coal sky

In the depths of a calm lake, beneath the full moon, lived a mighty Dragon King, yet his heart was lonely. His body was silver like a dim light, his horns towered majestically, and scarlet fire marks scarred his skin—a legacy of ancient power he had guarded alone for thousands of years. No one dared approach him; all creatures feared his power, which could shake both water and land.

Until one night, the sky opened gently. A nymph descended slowly, her hair flowing like white clouds, her face more beautiful than the most beautiful flower that ever bloomed on earth. The light from her body illuminated the dark lake water, leaving the Dragon King stunned—he had only seen arrogance and fear, never had anyone approached him with such tender, admiring gazes, not fear.

"Why have you come? "His voice was deep and echoed like a deep current. His hands were outstretched slowly as if afraid he would run away. "All creatures avoid me, they say I'm a dangerous beast. "