"the green dragon flies over the outskirts of the forest. his every movement, from the flap of his wings to the gleam in his eye tells he is happy. his wings lock and he rides the warm wind current, slowly rising in the air. as he rises the green dragon passes through a what was thought to be a low hanging cloud. but it wasn't a cloud. it was the fog. as the green dragon passes through, almost instantly his mind his attacked by the nightmares that plagued him. visions of burning homes, his claws running through the soft flesh of men, women, and children. the green dragon blinks and swings his head but the vision show no sign of release. they are too much for him to bear. the distraction causes him to lose altitude and crash into the trees, leaving a path of destruction before coming to a painful stop. the green dragon turns into his human form and rubs his head"........i knew it was too good to be true "jasper shakes and rubs his head" the nightmares had slowed for a while. i even believed they wold stop "he sighs and looks at his hands" oh well...what was i about to do? oh yeah the market "wings unfurl on jaspers back and he makes his way to the market"