I unwillingly observe the destruction and havoc my siblings have wrought upon our creation, our most cherished and beloved creation that we toiled endlessly for. Unable to restrain my feelings any longer, I kneel, bow my head down and weep. Tears of pain. That is how this... this chaos will be remembered. But I have not wept long until I realize that this will not bring back my brothers. I decide to find solace in my creation.
I take my humanoid form, a winged hooded young man and hide myself within the cracks and chasms of a steep cliff. I brood for many hours, until I see a Valkryie rider fly past me. I peek past my crack to see the source of the rider and see an entire camp of Valkryie students bring taught by an elderly-looking rider. I observe in silent admiration as the rider taught his pupils how to communicate with my noble beasts. They were growing, learning, loving. This would surely revive my brethren's spirits. I send a simple message to all of my brethren. "Come. I will show you that all is not lost."
I take my humanoid form, a winged hooded young man and hide myself within the cracks and chasms of a steep cliff. I brood for many hours, until I see a Valkryie rider fly past me. I peek past my crack to see the source of the rider and see an entire camp of Valkryie students bring taught by an elderly-looking rider. I observe in silent admiration as the rider taught his pupils how to communicate with my noble beasts. They were growing, learning, loving. This would surely revive my brethren's spirits. I send a simple message to all of my brethren. "Come. I will show you that all is not lost."