So one day, I was sitting in my normal art class seat, and I turn my head to watch one of my friends open a cupboard. Now in that particular cupboard was where my dragons are kept until I glaze them or something like that, but I didn't really process that. I saw two beautiful dark dragon wings in the shadows of the cupboard before she shut the door. I thought to myself, "Oh, someone else made a dragon too. They must've made a better one than I did." But the next day, I open it to see the dragon that was better than mine when I let out a gasp.
It was Girnio, glazed and boasting a proud look on his muzzle. He had flaws, yes, but they were beautiful flaws.
I glanced around, looking for the other dragon that I thought would be the better one. But Girnio was sitting in the exact spot that I had seen those two wonderful wings.
And that is his story! I was so surprised and laughed at the irony. Ah well.