The Loneliest Dragoon...

I felt so much for the little one when I heard her story...that I cried. I knew how it felt, always cast aside as the freak because you were different.

When a friend of mine braved writing a piece of fanfiction, detailing every waking moment of the young mermaid's life, I cried as well when she was killed...only fifteen years old. Fighting for people who didn't care if she lived or died...because she was different.

The only thing that made her part of the cause...she tamed the spirit of the Blue-Sea dragon.

Damia...half mermaid, half human...this piece is for you.