A painting of a red dragon flying over a cliff

After the most terrible storm that lasted five years, devastating the earth, killing the animals and sweeping people from their homes, there rises a gesture dragon, already great for all the years it has spent inside the Castle, its color is red and its eyes exalt the wisdom of time, penetrated in resuming what it was taken; If you prepare for lunch, I will go on top of him, mounted in his cell, composed of the finest materials; is its prince, a young man of 14 years, very light blond hair and red eyes, just like those of the Dragon, the sky that has just passed through a storm with black clouds that add to the Horizon reveal the first Rays of the Sun, illuminating the way to a future full of hope --air 1:1--V 5.1