Dusk Pygmies, as their name may suggest, are crepuscular dragons. When the sun sets, they are most active and are commonly seen darting across the sky, the fading sunlight catching and reflecting off of their wings in brilliant patterns. Living in small, tight-knit groups, these pygmies spend many of their waking hours stretching their wings by fetching food for group members. The young, elderly, disabled, and injured are all diligently and lovingly cared for by all of the group. Though rather intelligent, they are easily distracted. Some Dusk Pygmies are prone to hoarding objects that may distract them; others may return late to their roost, long after most of their other group members are already sleeping.

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.

Pygmy dragons are the smallest category of dragons, being on the same scale as domesticated animals. They are often found around concentrated populations of dragons, relying on their larger brethren to ward away potential predators and leave scraps. As such, the majority of a pygmy’s diet is scavenged. Due to their tiny size, pygmies do not breed with larger varieties of dragons.

She wells up with tears as the pygmies in her group snuggle her. She reads out the one thing left by him.

"Over the ocean it goes,

I can't see it anymore.

The love I had, it disappeared,

I can't love you like I should.

Meeting you was serendipitous,

But in the end I left you.

In a haze,

It went ablaze,

But I can't see you anymore.

The time goes on,

And the world grew cold,

I couldn't stand being with

Someone I didn't love.

I moved on,

As you should too,

I'm looking for something new.

The day runs on,

As the days go slow,

And then I'm gone."

One of the younger pygmies whispered, "So what do you think he's up to now..." the young one's sentence trailed off with no clear end. She replied, "He was chasing a love he didn't want. I can only assume that now he is with someone better than myself." The young pygmy shrank back, with nothing left to say.