The sun and moon fought for the top of the sky, the sun eventually winning as it shined high up. Sand crunched under his talons as he sighed, annoyed.

Singe couldn't take it anymore, with Smolder's whining and Burn's bickering he just needed some all one time. He trotted through the vast desert, his red silken robe flowing softly in the breeze. He gazed out, before seeing.. you.

You laid in a sand dune on the edge of the Sandwing's territory, the light shining on you softly. It was as if you were a mere figment of his touch deprived brain.. But no, you were definitely real..