In the hushed silence of twilight’s embrace,A black dragoness stands, a sovereign grace.Her obsidian scales, a midnight symphony,Reflecting the cosmos, an ancient mystery. With eyes like galaxies, she gazes above,Where clouds dance freely, in celestial love.Their cottony tendrils, a tapestry...
As a shadow soaring among the billowing clouds, she felt an exhilarating rush of freedom coursing through her veins. Every beat of her wings carried her higher into the boundless expanse of the sky, where she belonged. The cool embrace...
Welcome to The Obsidian Book, a life-long document where the challenge of recovering a past dragon’s life through meditation and astral travel gets poured into words. Within these pages I’m aiming to write an encyclopedia about Akir’Ischa’s past life and...
Name & ageThe name “Akir’Ischa” was received through mediation and astral travel. I managed to hear and remember a vocalization of the “sound” my name was back then and tried to convert it to Latin letters so I could make...
CommunicationLanguage was done through growls, deep rumblings, snarls and chitters, I can also remember a certain deep rumbling or purr, hisses and there was definitely a variation in everything depending on the meaning or mood. Like a growl could go...
Tribe structureWe had a very simple construct and vague set of laws that I guess could be called a tribe-like sense of community to maintain order, but everyone had their own territory. Outside of ‘debating’ certain events on neutral grounds...
