Galena

Notes and ideas for other dragons:



One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
On a street with no name, there is a house larger than imaginable. It's ever growing and has more rooms than you can count. Each room is remarkable in its own way and has its own exclusive key. In this house, lives a man and a woman. Not husband and wife, but rather brother and sister. The house is home to many residents. ranging from godly entities to your average joe. Some are larger than god himself while others are smaller than perceivable. Some stay for years while others stay for a day.

The siblings are the caretakers of this house and hold the master key. They wander the world at times, in search of new residents. Some people just need a new home away from their current life. The home is temporary for some people but life lasting for others. Either way, its life changing for everyone.

A door will appear out of nowhere. Nothing on the other side until you open it. When you open the door, one of the siblings will greet you with a kindly smile. Some are skeptical, but they're too down to care. When you come in, a homely meal will be served to you. They will say, "feel free to stay however long you need". When you leave, they will say, "feel free to come back any time, you are always welcomed here". Some people might call this a kindly little inn, but most call this their home.


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
The little boy had yearned for blue jeans all his life. He wanted a pair in which he could wear and not just stare. His wish had finally become reality when a pair of blue jeans came falling from the sky. His little body had waited eagerly for such a valuable asset. Once he had slipped them on there was no going back. He wore the jeans day and night until finally rips and stains covered them from top to bottom. Many people admired these marvelous pair of pants. It was unlike anything they had ever seen before. Never had they ever seen pants with so many rips or any covered in an assortment of stains. However these oddly fashionable pair of pants were no longer the pair of jeans he once loved.


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
A little girl ate her teeth. Oh how tasty they were. Nothing like anything eaten before. She even ate her adult teeth. Only one was left. Oh how she adored the taste. She licked her last tooth even at the brink of death. Rumors of her tasty tooth had spread. No one hadn't heard the tale. Her tooth was wanted by every person in the land. Family members had tried to claim the tooth. Wealthy nobles had wanted to pay heaping mountains of gold. The king even requested the tooth be his. At last the tooth had finally landed in the mouth of an old lady. The taste of the tooth brought her into tears. She wanted to share her joy with everyone. A holiday honoring the tooth was starting. On this day everyone in the land places the tooth in their mouth at least once.


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
The blueness above us all are filled with cotton balls of different likeness. The blueness above us all carries/holds cotton balls that roam as freely as the wind takes them In the blueness above us there are cotton balls that roam as freely as the wind lets them. A young boy would dream of capturing his own ball of fluff. Every time he manages to seize a sky sheep, it would weep until the threads of its existence unraveled. All that would remain was a puddle of life elixir.


One shot bio idea: (DarkClaw)
The boy hidden away from the world. He yearns for the light to be shone upon him. He envies all who bathe in light. Curiousity and jealousy overtook him and a tragedy befell upon him. If only he had stayed within shadows and shunned the light that is toxic to him, he might have not been scarred. He is a shadow, who can only live where there is a void of light. Darkness can only exist when light is absent.

The stars pitied him and poured dim moonlight through fleecy clouds and over him. Any brighter and he would suffer. The boy was satisfied with this faint light.


One shot bio idea: (Mel)
Mel is on an ever lasting eternal pursuit. The light that was once with her as a child has disappeared. Vivid memories of this light had eventually started to fade away into the oblivion. She yearns for the light which she cannot remember. A forest she resides in without this light has simply become a world of darkness which she simply wanders.

"The empty world deprived of its light and warmth is simply too cold and dark for me."

"Ooh glowy mushrooms."

After seeing the glowly mushrooms, Mel mellowed down and stopped acting edgy. Mel could finally use the mirror she was carrying the whole time. She looked at her own reflection for the first time in years.

"Eww my wings are all dried and cracked up."

She began to embellish herself with mushrooms. One day, she may finally find her lost friends but for now she lurks in the forest helping lost travelers find their way.


One shot bio idea: (Xanbear)
Blackberries, gooseberries, huckleberries, currants, juneberries, lingonberries, cranberries, bearberries. These are all berries that grow great in the dark. I've eaten them everyday for all three meals. I'm sick and tired of eating these berries. All I wish for is a strawberry.


All I want is a strawberry. All my friends have eaten a strawberry before. Mr.Turtle brags about eating strawberries all the time and how great they are.


One shot bio idea: (Princess)
Princess is a young witch who wishes to live the life of a princess, hence the nickname. She knows this can never happen as witches are considered evil. All the fairytales with witches always involve them being evil and ugly. Despite all this, she wishes for true love to come and save her from something? Well, she doesn't really have too many problems in life. Anyways, she just wishes she had a witch to curse her or have evil step family or something...


One shot bio idea: (Bliss)
The world loves you. You world adores you. The world misses you so please come back. You can't dream forever so stop trying to hiding under the moon. You are a strange fellow. You don't enjoy the realm of daylight.

note to self: add this line
Fate brought you to me. You're going to change the lives around you forever. You're going to change the world.



One shot bio idea: (Dandelion)
Dandelion, dandelion, dandelion. You are a desired one. You shine brighter than a sunflower. You look daintier than a daisy. You look more beautiful than a rose. Though you cannot compare to succulents. They may not be favored but they have gone through more than you. They are sturdier than you. You would die in situations they would prosper.



One shot bio idea: (Nicoli)




One shot bio idea: (Ice Cream)


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
A terror travels within the shadows of this quaint town. Every resident knows its existence but knows never to utter words of the dreaded entity. If the creature ever comes to know a name for itself, it would cause distress for itself and this town. No one knows what will happen if that day finally comes but fate has told them it would be a calamity. It would be an unfortunate day for when someone finally gives the terror a name.

The locals live with constant anxiety. Their wish is to escape this feeling of worry and dismay. If they left this town, the terror would follow them and learn of the land beyond this settlement. It's also rumored this entity torments wandering souls, so even the afterlife cannot end this feeling of uneasiness. These pitiful souls live a life forsaken by their creators. Their thoughts are plagued by uncountable mental illnesses. If only you could see their mind, you would truly understand how flawed their perception of the world has become. All they ever think about is the terror that lurks in their town, but have you ever questioned the creature's existence?


The more you think about it, isn't the terror an irrational fear? The terror is a creature in our heads. No one has ever confirmed the creature's being. The stories about the terror are all vague in details. These stories have no reliable sources either. These stories come from the mouths of the mentally ill.

The terror may not exist physically, but one thing is certain, it exists in our mind for sure. The thought of it torments us relentlessly. The first thing we should do to end this fear is identify what we are scared of. We need to finally give the terror a name. Do not be scared of the fated disaster to come as we already live a nightmare.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
Sometimes I think the world would bet only ten quarters against him if they had to. Every time the world gets the chance, they would bet at least twenty dollars against me. Life bets a hundred dollars in his favor but a thousand against me. Sometimes, I wish someone would bet a cent for me. That's all I need to keep me going. If I had just one cent, I would cry for days, tears of joy. I would cherish this feeling and never forget. I would remember this moment through the hard times.

Your money keeps me going. I would love you more with each cent placed in my favor. The love is felt through the money. I promise myself to never become spoiled and still treasure each cent wagered towards me.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
My world is red on the inside and outside and it's all because of him. He colors me red and I'm not sure if that's a good thing. He makes me feel red on the inside. Sometimes it's feelings of passion while other days it's feelings of resentment. Sometimes he feels warm and comforting while other days he makes me feel angry and hostile.

I wake up everyday and he compliments my bright red hair and makes me flustered every time. I smother red lipstick on myself everyday. He tells me red suits me and I turn cherry red. He pecks my lips and I turn tomato red. He makes my heart flutter all the time. Sometimes, I wish this feeling of excitement and embarrassment would stop but I know would miss the feeling of overflowing happiness.

I turn a different shade of red on some days. He seems so perfect but I know this isn't some blissful fairy tale. He forgets my birthday and ruins my favorite shirt in the laundry. He makes me so mad that I turn a peppery red. He is cool leveled headed and knows I need time to calm down. I know I can't stay mad at him forever and we reconcile. Our relationship may have some flaws but I'll work through them with him.


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
You may think humans are the ruin of our Earth. It may surprise you but creatures who claim to align themselves with mother nature have been stealing the life energy that allows our planet thrive.

You may think all the things I tell you are a myth. Just look for yourself and you will find the truth. There is a forest near this small town with beautiful pine trees that touch the clouds. A terror lives in this forest. It takes the appearance of a deer with branches sprouting from its head. Its eyes glow and strings of light surround its antlers. It gives the illusion that it's a beast of life.

The woodlands has patches of pitch black. Each step you take will reek the essence of death. It is constantly night in this forest. You may see a beacon of light in the far distance but do not approach it without caution. That is the beast that lives in these woods.

The forest is dwindling in size and it isn't completely the humans to blame. Wherever the beast treads the trees turn black and drop dead. The creature has been stealing the sunlight. The beast needs to be slain in order to free the light trapped inside. We have sent numerous hunters after the deer but with no luck. All we can do now is just wait. This forest will eventually wither away into the nothingness of ashes. We cannot say what will happen to the beast after that.

There are other horrors that you may never know about. They exist in foreign lands. Great lakes have had their life elixirs stolen from them. Their breath has turned the air black and blocked the sun. They have stolen the cotton balls that give rain. Be glad you never have to encounter the horrors that lie in these foreign lands.

One shot bio idea: (Petunia)
She is the love child of a pair of clouds, born during a sunset where the sky turned rose pink. She's a cloud of happiness, always tickled pink. Her happy go lucky persona keeps her a cheerful cherry pink. She floats in the sky without a care in the world. She's a beautiful wonder in the blue sky. You would smile if you saw her. She brightens anyone's day with her presence.

In reality, she's a bit sad on the inside. She's scared of turning into a rain cloud. If a cloud gets sad enough, they start raining and leave the sky. She keeps up a blissfully happy facade in order stay as a cloud. She's scared of becoming a lost puddle of water. It has happened to a few clouds before. She might get lucky and find her family after becoming a puddle but that's not a risk she's willing to take.

She's also scared of losing her signature pink color and losing her uniqueness. She's afraid of losing her charm. She lives a life being scared of being sad. She can't stop being happy. She's afraid to express any sadness inside of her. She doesn't want to lose her jubilant life. She lives a sad life that no one knows about.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
I stare at the sky every morning and fall asleep til the sun runs out of warmth. Starlight pecks my cheek and mumbles in my ear every night. They whisper "fall asleep". I stay up all night anticipating the sight of beautiful clouds in the sky. I wait for morning to come. Sadly enough, the sun wraps me in its warmth like a woolen blanket and tires me out. I struggle to keep my eyes open. I don’t want to miss the sight of clouds drifting in the sky. Again, I fall asleep. I wake up at sunset and the clouds have turned pink. It has become night. The clouds are invisible at night. Moonlight has left our world many decades ago and only starlight can light up our sky. It is too dark during the night to gaze at clouds.

The eternal cycle of nothingness in the skies saddens me greatly.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
I fell asleep and woke up to a world of wonder. The sky is always lovely vibrant colors and the clouds are made of cotton candy. The rain will never make you feel sad. Smiles all around. Your ears enjoy the melody of everyone's voice. You'll always have pleasant company. It sounds too good to be true but it's a fantasy I live everyday.

I return to this world everyday. Somehow, every time I wake up, I know something's off. My uneasiness disappears rather quickly. As I walk out the door and into the kitchen. A warm meal is prepared for me. I meet a welcoming family every morning...

Somehow, even after waking up to them every morning, I still can't feel satisfied with their company. My conversations with them feel empty. They feel like puppets made to entertain me. I accept their offer to chat and head off to school after breakfast. I go to a wonderful school. The teachers are lovely and I have great friends. I have decent grades and everybody loves me. I don't particularly hate my life but it seems to eerily nice. There's nothing to dislike. There's never anything that goes wrong. Why can't I accept this?

Years have gone by and I finally got married. I woke up one day, and noticed a book in my room looked weird. It was like the universe chipped off over in that spot like a glitch in the universe or something. I wanted to open the book but my husband pleaded with me. I knew my world fall apart if I did. I decided to open the book anyways. My husband and I said our goodbyes. He knew he couldn't stop me and accepted my decision. I embraced him before opening the book.

I knew this place wasn't real. All my friends, my family, everything. However, I never did feel fulfilled by my life. The truth may be hard to stomach at times, but it's better than living in the false comfort of a lie. I decided to stop dreaming. I finally woke up to my sad little home. A disaster hit my life a long long time ago...

I lost everything I had. The house brimming with company back then is empty now. With a little hope, maybe, I can finally move on and pursue returning back to society.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
We argued and hurtful words were said. I threw plates at her and hit her with a wine glass. I yelled at her to leave. She cried all night. Her face was bruised and had a pained expression. I wish I could take back everything I said that night.

I miss her already. If only I hadn't said those words. Death may have not greeted her so soon. Now he holds her by his side and never lets go. I blame myself for all her misfortunes. I loved her dearly but I blamed her for all my problems. All she wanted was for me to be happy and never left my side during all that time. She couldn't bare it anymore that night. I rather have her leave me for someone else and be happy even if I wasn't in her life anymore.

I miss the times where it was all smiles and laughter. I loved her warmth and how she embraced me. Her kisses tickled and made me fluster. She was the most beautiful woman in my eyes. I was so happy with her. Too happy... It was an irrational feeling called love and caused a horrible feeling called heartbreak.

I forget how long its been. Years have past and she still stays with death. I've tried countless hours searching for a way to being her back. I managed to bring back shadows of her former self. When I saw her, she suffered greatly and was cold to touch. She did not truly belong in this world. I cried as, I let her go again but I'll see her soon. I'll greet death and be by her side again.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)
You've lost your metallic shine. You've become friends with oxygen and look rather trashy. You're not quite bright red nor an earthy rich dirt brown. A dulled out dirtied red doesn't look presentable. The splotches in your rust doesn't compare to the beauty of uniformity in a metallic coating.

Your skin has become quite rough. I remember brushing my hand against you. It was wonderful feeling. It felt smooth and a little cold. I miss your glossy polished surface. You also had a wonderful gleam to you. You carried the image of the world with you. Now I can feel my hands scrape against you and all I see in you is a dulled out oblivion.

You're slowly disappearing. Your age is showing. You've past your prime. A relic of the past is what you are. Skin made of rust is brittle. A touch will turn you to dust. We want a friend that is reliable and will stay for a while.

I've heard rumors of a potion clearer than the vast blue itself. A potion of youth. However, it doesn't work on organic matter such as myself. Maybe if I find it, I can return you to your former glory. I'm a bit hesitant. Rust has a bit of a charm to it. I can see the years of history in you. You must have encountered thrilling tales during your lifetime and it will all be washed away by a splash of vinegar.

One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)


One shot bio idea: (No Dragon)