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Decades ago, a fierce battle drenched the plains of beautiful Edron with blood in the fight against the last three dragons in the land. The dragons, sensing their inescapable demise, gave up their remaining strength to transfer it to three human families, three lineages meant to carry it through generations.

Now, after long years of peace, the magic left behind by the Last Dragons begins to stir, sensing danger beginning to close around Edron like thickening mist. The young prince, soon to become an adult, begins to notice strange things happening around him. But why him, when his lineage was not one of those chosen by the dragons...?

Tales of a Dragonpath

<p>Lying on my side, I studied the symbols carved in the wall above the window for a while. I knew them well by now, but looked at them in a completely different way after today...</p>

<p>A quiet sigh escaping my lips, I shifted my gaze to the subtle, dark lines of the last swallows flashing outside the window, bidding farewell to the dim glow of the vanishing day. The sting of guilt caused by what I did to Sril still remained in my chest... along with a faint echo of fear. Sril was always the calm and collected one. At least until today. I thought I was going to be the only one to lose temper, never suspecting that Sril could rise his voice, get furious like this... It scared me in a way, but also made me realize what an idiot I must have been to even make it go that far.</p>

Let the Small Voice in the Silence become a Promise