Dragon Nest, mountain peak.
Giant Dragon Calendar Year Thirteen, it's already deep winter.
Cold winds begin to rise, rolling the clouds in the sky.
But the Floating Cloud Dragon sleeps in a little cloud nest, the clouds gathering naturally due to the dragon's slumber, misty and hazy, yet isolating all cold currents at high altitudes.
The trees and flowers in the Dragon King's Castle courtyard have many that have turned grayish green, and the trunk of the World Tree Ovo has already extended into the high skies. But the massive canopy is unseen, as if it exists in another realm.
Only the thick, ancient trunk seems like scales on an old Giant Dragon that have grown gray over time, heavy and resilient.
No one knows which Titan Python coils on the trunk of the World Tree Ovo. Its enormous head, with rough Dragon Horns, lazily lies on a thick branch.
A long tail hangs low, swaying and teasing the small golden Behemoth—Achilles—beneath the tree.
