Wouldn’t it be lonely to be the only dragon alive? What if you, for this matter were that dragon. What if just as figurative speaking, you lived your immortal life knowing no one would understand you, would never grow old with you. Wouldn’t it be lonely to see all your friends die before you? Wouldn’t it break your heart to never fear for your life. Well, for one, I am not a dragon. I am not immortal. I will watch my family die before me. Nobody will understand me, no matter how hard they may try. I w do not fear the death but, I fear the fact that i’m alive. My only fear is life itself.