Dragon Fire and Ruin

Long ago many of us existed. We lived in peace in the great north mountains. We were living in peace with our dragons. Until the war of the ring. We were called to fight with our elf allies in Mirkwood. We did and suffered so many to death. Our numbers couldn't be replenished. I am the last of the great dragon people. I knew when I met the princling of Mirkwood Thranduil he was trouble. Like fire and ice we were destroying each other with their fury. I cursed him long ago. . . and pray I never see him again. (M for later chapters)