𝓓𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱
"This was the dwelling place of a black serpentine dragon. They say he came with the mist one rainy day." The elder of the two said.
The cave echoed with resounding footsteps of the two brothers. It was raining outside the cave. The wind that blew amid the rain seemed to carry the rain across the dried up land. It had been quite a while since the last rainfall. The two took shelter inside the cave waiting for the rain to calm. The elder brother decided to tell his little brother a story while they waited in that cave that once spanned across two villages. The place in the cave wherein which the majestic dragon once rested his head was right there where they stood.
For years had the people forgotten the origin of the name by which their homeland now stands, the name that arose from a legend long forgotten, tainted and misunderstood. The land of clouds and mist. The 'Abode of Clouds' or the 'Home of the Mist Dragon'.
And on that rainy day, in that very same cave where the Dragon once dwell, the story of the Dragon's Abode was retold.