A large dragon with scales of a gleaming gold soared through the sky at a low altitude, his scales caught the rays of the sun and reflected in the clouds, appearing as some marvelling display of colorful hues in the sky from down below.
If he flew high enough and at a greater speed than a steady pace, this sight was concealed by the clouds. But if he flew low, it was just slightly noticeable, but harder to understand.
Few who had somehow taken notice of it would think it to be a once in a lifetime cosmic mystery that could not be understood, they could not know that a great golden beast travelled through the sky.
Even now, in the dawn of dragon dynasty, the great beasts of Asvar were not a common sight as their world existed high up in the skies, far above the mundane life.
And there was none who was more detached from the world on the earth below than the dragon king.
