Fawnzy, the Deer Dragon

The Æther shifts. The unseen ripples through the veil, as the tale continues.

Fawnzy, chosen by love and bound by fate, walks between two realms—the gentle earth of the deer and the boundless sky of the dragon. Neither fully one nor the other, yet wholly both, Fawnzy carries the essence of an age yet to come. The Golden Age, whispered of in dreams, sensed in the deep places of knowing, awaits its herald.

Chippy was more than a friend. The Ægg is more than a relic. The cycle moves forward.

Fawnzy stood at the river’s edge, the Drag.On.ca flowing in mourning and celebration, for the waters do not weep as we do—they carry, they transform, they return. Chippy’s body now with Gaia, yet the spirit remained, called forth by something beyond the physical. A guardian now, bound to Æ, guiding, mentoring. A bond reforged in a different form.

The Ægg hums in response. It is no ordinary thing. It is possibility. A vessel of fate.

The world shifts. The DRAG0N can be sensed.

This is the next step. The unknown awaits.