Shinigami... Wielder of dragonShinigami... Wielder of dragonsShinigami... Wielder of dragon by Waldred
She felt the warmth of the sun gently caressing her face. Slowly, she opened her dark brown eyes and the first thing which caught her eye was the egg; a dragon egg. Its shell covered in scales as purely white as newly fallen snow with a turquoise sheen. It was a royal dragon egg after all, nothing like the common ones. The egg had been passed down through her family for three generations and if the tales were true, it was said that the egg only would come to life if it felt the presence of a real Dragonwielder. Royal dragons were picky like that, they wouldn’t submit their great power to just anyone.
Right now it only felt like a rock to her. Dead and cold. The egg was passed down to her at her eighteenth name day, which had been the day before. Everyone told her that it was a great honor and that she should be grateful to receive the royal dragon egg, but she didn’t really see it as an honor. She felt like she had received a rock for h