*Of water blood,* *The trenches will fall,* *The river clean,* *Near a forgotten wall.* *Peace will reign,* *But only after,* *Final blood spilled,* *To stop disaster.* Wave doesn't know who she is. All she knows is that when she was born she was washed up on a shore with no one to look after and no heritage that anyone knows of. She lived for years on her own, teaching herself to survive until one day all that changed. She found dragons just like her, and when she thought everything was fine as it should be - something else awaited her. A prophecy, that seemed to always point towards one dragon. Her.