Nebula Dragons are nocturnal creatures. With the best eyesight to be found, they are often seen staring into space. Each dragon tends to observe a particular nebula and will eventually change their colors and patterns to match it. As the nebula changes over time, the dragon changes with it. The more intricate the design of the nebula, the better chance an individual has of attracting a mate. It is said that the markings on no two Nebula Dragons will be exactly the same.

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.

"I have thirty days."

So starts the moving, emotional story of a dragon who only had thirty days to live, thirty days to do all he wanted, say all he wanted, before the inevitable end. A dragon who dreamed of the stars, who looked to the heavens and thought, "Someday, I will be there, soaring up high," and got it, in a twisted, chilling way. A dragon who was the stars, who was the heavens himself, and indeed, who will be among the stars, in the heavens, in a mere thirty days. For each nebula dragon has a special star, and it was foretold that his would slowly start to fade, slowly start to die, in just a month. And he can do nothing of it: he can only watch it, watch it grow weaker and dimmer, its light fainter each night. He grows weaker and dimmer with it, too: there will come a time when he cannot walk, cannot fly, can only lie, weak and dying, and think of how he spent his last thirty days, the things he wanted to do, wanted to say, wanted to achieve, but, alas, never did.