I left her at the dragon's lair. The dragon was my father, but it doesn't matter. I could not go to see her across the elven continent. I am eldryn. Dragon and a mix of elven races. She is entirely elven. A decade ago I allowed myself to be acpitvated by her - and captive. I thought my life was over because I could not imagine a future. I was dragon, but not Alpha. My father, Hassah, thinks like an Alpha but he is a rather short dragon. I outgrew him in height as a teen. Physical size matters not. He was an overbearing and burdening love. How could I know it was abuse, except for what I felt?

I hated him and I feared him. I know he loved me, but what is love? I think I know, but... I can't say I feel love him as I wish to show love to others. His love is locked on me. As his firstborn "son" I am favored. It was a favor I relied on but never wanted to be bound by. My sister, Kathryn is also eldryn. She has a pride that never allowed me to help her. I know I'm rambling.

Now, Drava thinks I am a different person now. I've run away sevaral times. I have felt depressed and deprived. I avoid conflict. When I do set boundaries, my anxiety is so palpable that I feel rael physical pain from the psychological and biological strain. It is against my nature. I want others to be happy, but I only know what I want and what I think others want. 

I am Nikki. I was born on the east coast in the woods of the northern reaches. We soon made roost along the beaches of the the southwest. 

I was split into two from the strain of maintaining a lie of love. Let me introduce you to Tyogre. 

I would rather be nice and say lies, than face the truth and feel like a terrible person. Even now after so long doing this, I still think this is one of the better outcomes so far. It could have been worse. Dragons are said to mature at teh age of twenty-two. For us it seems to have been 37. However, none of this would be possible without the wisdom of herbs and roots and potions that provide what my brain lacks.