Since my hatching to my current way of Life. I'd say I have no regrets, just that I knew farewells like this were inevitable, the fact that my rider grew old and passed on was still a shock to me.

All those years of faithfully allowing him to ride upon my back out of goodwill and repayment for saving my life when I was still a young dragon, will always remain a part of my soul.

Those early years, now that I reflect on the memories, bring a tear and a smile. Fighting side by side, Turning all those who opposed my rider into ashes, or proudly walking through the streets of the various towns we came to.

Now, before my eyes lies the grave of the one and only human that I will acknowledge for the longest time. I do not know whether or not another human or of another race would fill in that hole now there, I sincerely hope not. For I would want this person's soul to still linger with me a bit longer.

I was given the name, "Val" from this human who named himself "Gregory." As a memento of his cherished friend who perished on the battlefield fighting the demon forces that threatened the land. A silly name 'Val,' but I accepted that name because of his sincerity in speaking that name. I have no regrets either.

Staring into the now visual Sunset setting down onto the Kingdom that I protected with all my power along with my master rider. I no longer hold any feelings to this place. Since now that my rider is gone, this place only brings back painful feelings of the person no longer here. I particularly don't want to be a plaything of those "Nobles" either. Spouting 'Peace and Justice' now that the visible evil is gone, yet still smirking and laughing all the while ripping off those who gave up everything just to fight against the demons. No good feelings will come from this I angrily feel.

With a visible angry snort that sends tendrils of smoke into the sky. I once again look down to the tombstone that now holds the remains of my one and only friend. As one final payment for what will never again be repaid, I touch the tombstone with my snout, transforming the top portion into a magical place. Vowing to never allow the elements, nor time wither this spot-this particular spot-into a memory I can't see even if I do one day decide to return. I'd wish to gaze towards this spot once again if I so choose to.

Reflecting back on what I accomplish today, I'm surprised that I'm able to do all of this, but inheriting this ability besides learning all of the uses of magic; brings a frown. Watching Gregory manifest the limited amount of magic he can use without asking me for more, feels like I cheated on him without studying all those formulas he was forced to memorize; not only for my sake, but for all those others who depended and looked up to him.

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Yet I am who I am. A Dragon who instills fear and awe on those who see my form. A creature of the elements that surpasses the known world's definition of knowledge and magic.

My size wasn't anything special either, still large enough to make those who feared me turn and run for their miserable lives; nor small in stature to be a burden to my master who needed my wings to go to places that required our necessary power.

The only problem that I found out as I grew in stature was the colors of my scales and wings: White scales with blue eyes and blue wings, along with the horns. A funny portrait of a knight on his white horse indeed it was, except I was a dragon and he...well he wasn't a knight.

At first it was a good thing for those colors of mine, since I became an Kingdom's Icon in such a short time, yet now that I don't have my rider to look after my well being anymore. I realize that hunting the prey necessary for my survival won't be easy.

As the final rays of the Sun pass beyond the horizon of what I visualize. I stretch this massive form that I'm now in. No longer am I a hatchling. No longer am I afraid of anything that dares show their face to me. No longer do I have a place to call home, for the home is now gone. I must move on. I must move to an area that will support my apparently enormous appetite, among a new dwelling to sleep in.

I ponder the best course of action to take, and finally set my gaze Eastward. Across the abyss known to the human's as the "Ocean." I think that would be a good idea, since I'm well known across the lands here. A fresh start somewhere where no one recognizes what I'd done here would be nice.

Unfurling the enormous wings I now take pride in, I set my gaze one last time downwards on the Kingdom's City I protected for almost 100 years. With a sigh, I set my sights Eastward without looking back. All the while trying to store the memories I wish to hold onto forever.