I’ve always been intrigued with drawings and paintings of historic Chinese dragons. One of the things that I found curious was that on occasion the dragon would hold a sphere shaped object in their front claws. Research revealed that most scholars believed this object was the dragon’s egg out of which their offspring would emerge.
I decided to begin my story within the dragon community that was high in the mountains amid the waterfalls and cascades. The story starts on one day in spring that the dragons designated as the birthing day. This community is very close knit; they love merriment and festivity especially the day when all the baby dragon eggs hatch.
The celebration procession is lead from cave to cave by the Grand Wizar, who is a very friendly, out going dragon who greets new dragon parents with joy and enthusiasm. He is the most flamboyant of the dragons in this community but he also has a reverent side, in a sense he is a celebration priest.
Once the group enters each “cave the Grand Wizar would carefully chant the egg cracking mantra, giving thanks to the universal life force, the goodness in nature, and for each new addition to the dragon community. At the end of the chant, he would take the ceremonial scepter and strike the egg, cracking it open. Parents and neighbors alike would marvel at the birth of each new baby dragon.”