Walk carefully and mind yourself, for you are in a place where winged creatures fly and breathe fire. Mighty roars echo off of mountains and through out canyons. Rivers run deep and scaled creatures swim in them leaving havoc in their wake. Empty caves are filled with colorful scales where a dragon spent time shedding it's skin. All things seem to be an illusion, until something with a spiked tail, rips the trees in front of you apart. Truly you go flush and see terror, only to hear a playful laugh, at the dragon toys with you for fun, then flies away to find other amusement. You are more of a curiosity than a meal, as you would equate a bite of a snack. You shudder and come to know this is real, you are the land of dragons.