I must have had spent about a couple of weeks in the Dragon Kingdom.

My days passed between playing with Damian, falling everytime for his many tricks, going to the infirmary to collect and test samples with Marcus. Then coming back to my room and sulking in front of the mirror.

However over the last couple of days, I was able to channelise this on to the paper equivalent of the Dragon Realm.

The Scrolls as they called it were made from the barks of the Memory Tree. It had the capability to jot down the thoughts a person wanted to convey , then effectively narrate it to the one...