Orion's Dragon
A dragon’s existence was nothing short of extraordinary. In the Proioxis star system the sightings of supernovas were not only signs of wonder, but of new birth. Each time a star died a new dragon was brought into being. The great beasts that flew through the forests of the galaxy, their bodies a mesmerizing shade of colors as if made from the embers of the dying stars. They danced among the cosmos, scales shining brighter than any obstacle they passed. Each dragon was at least the size of the smallest space cruiser, large enough to fit an entire town of people on board. Yet for their size and iridescent scales, sightings were rare, and photos ever rarer. The few photos that existed were blurry, the dragon’s outline nothing more than a faint blur that could just as easily be a rather large cloud of gas and dust. When humanity had reached for the stars thousands of years ago, they hadn’t expected to find the creatures, and it seemed the dragons were determined to remain as elusive as possible. So, humanity tore their eyes from the beasts and looked to the other mysteries of the galaxy. In their minds, they thought that if they explored the galaxy’s every other facet they would have to run into the dragons sooner or later. Nothing could remain unknown forever.
