It is said that while the Sun sheltered behind the moon
a bright star fell from the heavens.
Upon striking the earth, this star split into two halves.
One half was thrown to the west, while the other half was thrown to the east.
When the two halves of this star finally came to rest,
from deep within their hollow centre's a dragon emerged.
The Dragon of the West was as blue as the brightest morning sky,
with eyes like burning golden embers.
The Dragon of the East was as green as the deepest emerald,
and had eyes shimmering like silver mercury.
Neither dragon had any memory of its origin from that fallen star
nor any knowledge of the other's existence.
But they did find themselves toiling daily with a strong and vexatious need.
But a need of what?..
Sadly they did not know.
And this question would remain shrouded in mystery for many years to come,
while they explored tirelessly across these lands,
forever searching an answer to this existential longing...
Part 2 to be posted soon [artworks by Westley Nash)