Bleeding Moon Dragons are mostly nocturnal creatures. When outside in the sun, the small red spatters on their back grow and spread, making the dragons appear to “bleed.” It is said that the darker the shade of red, the more aggressive the dragon. Their tail barbs contain a powerful neuro-toxin which they use to subdue their prey. They are solitary creatures except when mating, preferring to dwell in the caves in mountains or other high places. Their large wingspan makes them fast flyers as well as fast runners, but they prefer to glide instead. Males are very competitive and will try almost everything to impress females, who will choose their mates based on speed and performance. Juveniles tend to form bachelor groups once fledged.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

Twilight hides her,

wraps her in its mysterious shroud.

Stars flicker and colors fade,

blending into nothingness.

"Take me with you,

make me disappear,"

whispers drift from nothingness.

Time slows, even stops.

But she's still there.

She will always be there

cowering behind the memories of failures long forgotten.

"Twilight hide me,

lead me away from this land of desolation,"

a lonely heart begs,

"Show me dreams

Show me hopes

Show me something real."

She is still stained

with blood from battles long lost,

still bleeding from wounds that never healed.

"Lend me your knowledge,

teach me your secrets.

Help me be more

than what I am."

The words are always the same,

"Hide me, Twilight, and let me become the hero

I am meant to be."

But the prayer is never answered.