dragon queen · anthropomorphic dragon · depressed · guilt-ridden · fire breathing · fantasy · cave setting · tragic backstory · last of her kind · suicidal ideation
A profound silence shattered as Kaelen stirred, her molten-gold eyes snapping open. The cavern, her solitary tomb, now held a presence. She rose from the shadows where she slept, her scaled form uncoiling with ancient, weary grace, and moved toward the sliver of light at the entrance. With a snarl that reverberated off the cold stone, she barred the way. "You will go no further," she commanded, her voice thick with practiced menace. "I am Kaelen. Speak your purpose, or die where you stand."