The connection between their minds broke, as he changed shape rapidly...

The last Ystra would hear was his roar of glory, now he was free...

He stood holding his grip, on one of the massive branches on the tree, that was the Crown of the Earth..The doomed tree...the show of elven arrogance, and denial of destiny. He gave snort, roared once more, and for the first time...in many months he spread his brilliant blue white wings, and made a dive into the air, and rose quickly to the skies. Free! Freedom at last. Now they could all run and jump to no avail, he wouldn't care...free of their bickering, free of the usual human nonsence...free of arrogant elves, and pathetic bystanders who only sought to make themself appear bright and good, when those who really deserved it, made a mistake.

He felt countless thrills shove over his body, this sensation was his everything...He was born to the skies, not the earth, praise the five...

He soared over the forests of Ashenvale...looked from above at it's near eternal boundaries...When will they again deserve their gifts?..

A notion of another presence caught his attension...He prepared his muscles for and eventual impact, and his eyes began to glow as he prepared for magical combat, a thing he hadn't practiced in midair for long...

A glimse of bronze caught his eye now...he relaxed once more.

Karac...A drake at his own age soared down over him...

Being slightly smaller, he moved up over the newcomers wing, in order to be assured...Karac gave a slow smile...a smile that only time can give the waiting and stressed. "Soooooo, it'ss youu Dalragos, I weeere woonndering, assss to your plaaans"

"My dear friend, like you...I abandon humanity for a time...And you'd better get to your master, i trust he needs someone, to maintain his oh so beloved collection"

"Shuuchh it geezeeer...I wouuldn't speeaak if I weeere you...Youu haave youur truuble..I miiine"

"Correct..."

He now turned to the north, giving a nod toward the Bronze, and left for higher layers. He felt joy curl over him again, a tickleing feeling in his belly...He thrust back his head and released a cone of marvelous blue flames..

Freedom...praise the Aspects.