The Dragon of the Mist—a legendary and mysterious being said to dwell in the veiled highlands where the mountains kiss the clouds. This mythical dragon is most famously associated with rejuvenation, emotional healing, and spiritual insight, and its power is believed to peak during the Full Moon in May, sometimes referred to as the Flower Moon.
🌫️ Lore of the Dragon of the Mist
The legend originates from a blend of Eastern and Celtic traditions, rooted in the belief that nature spirits guard sacred places where the veil between worlds is thin. The Dragon of the Mist is said to inhabit a hidden valley shrouded in perpetual fog, only visible to those with pure hearts or during very specific celestial events.
According to myth, the Dragon was born of moonlight and morning dew—making it both ethereal and deeply connected to water and lunar energy. Its breath, rather than fire, releases a silvery mist that heals emotional wounds and opens the third eye. Ancient texts describe it as a guardian of transitions, guiding souls through personal transformation and spiritual awakening.
🌕 The Full Moon in May
The Flower Moon in May has long been considered a time of blossoming—when nature’s beauty is at its peak and hidden energies become more accessible. It’s said that on this night, the mist in the dragon’s valley becomes luminous, swirling in patterns that resemble ancient runes or dragon scales.
On this night, the Dragon of the Mist emerges from its sanctuary to glide across the skies, unseen by most, bestowing blessings upon those who are ready to receive them.
🐉 The Ancient History of the Dragon of the Mist
I. Origins: Born of Moon and Storm
In the First Age—before the rise of empires and the shaping of mountains—the sky and sea were in endless turmoil. Storms warred with silence, and the moon had not yet found her place among the stars. In those chaotic eons, the Earth herself wept a tear of sorrow for the balance that had not yet come. Where that tear fell upon the highest mountain peak, it mingled with the first full moon's light and a storm's breath—and from it, the Dragon of the Mist was born.
This dragon was a child of balance: air and water, fury and stillness, light and shadow. Its scales shimmered like rain in sunlight, its wings trailing clouds wherever it soared. The ancients called it:
"Veylunara,"
The Breath Between Worlds.
II. The Era of Wrath: The Mist Wars
But the world was still young and wild, and Veylunara’s powers, though pure, were untempered. In those times, the dragon was feared, not revered.
As kingdoms began to rise, many sought to enslave the Dragon's power—mistaking it for a weapon. The most ambitious of these was the sorcerer-king Eshkar of Keralos, who bound the dragon with spells etched into obsidian. For decades, Veylunara raged under his control, summoned to smother enemy cities in choking fog and conjure storms to sink navies.
But magic born from force is fragile.
When the dragon finally broke its chains during the Blood Moon Eclipse, it unleashed a century-long mist over the lands of Keralos. The very earth turned to bog and swamp, and Eshkar’s name was lost beneath reeds and silence.
III. The Quieting: The Dragon’s Retreat
Shamed by the destruction, the dragon vanished into the highlands, carving out the hidden Valley of Mists, where time flows differently and the soul can hear itself speak. It was said that Veylunara slept for a thousand years, encased in dew and dream.
But the Earth remembers mercy. In that slumber, the dragon’s spirit was transformed—not broken, but awakened. No longer a creature of chaos, Veylunara became the Guardian of Thresholds—a spiritual sentinel for those who wander between sorrow and healing, between the seen and the unseen.
IV. The Whispering Age: The Cult of the Silver Breath
Around 2,000 years ago, a mystic order known as the Lunari of Veilreach began to sense the dragon’s energy. They claimed to have seen Veylunara in their dreams—emerging from the mist during the Full Moon of Blossoms (the May Full Moon), bestowing visions of ancient truths and lost futures.
The Lunari built shrines in hidden glens and mountaintops, never of stone but of wind-sculpted trees and moonlight-drenched pools. They taught that the dragon could be called not by spell or sword—but by silence, reflection, and the giving up of fear.
Each year on the Flower Moon, they held the Rite of Returning, where initiates would walk alone into the mist to seek a glimpse of the dragon. Those who returned often spoke in poetry or painted symbols no one could quite translate—yet all who saw them said they had changed.
V. Prophecy: The Mist Shall Rise Again
According to one of the last remaining Lunari scrolls, written in the Star Calendar of Yrien:
“When mist weeps through the stones of the old world, and hearts cry louder than war drums, the Silver One shall stir. In its breath shall come not wrath, but remembrance.”
Many modern mystics believe this prophecy speaks of a coming age—one where the Dragon of the Mist will once again move through the world, not as a legend, but as a healer for a planet in pain.
The story continues....
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