There was no wind, not a single sound. A deafening silence filled what seemed to be some sort of parallel existence. He stood there against the aqua plane of nothingness staring back at whomever may be looking, his head cocked just above the right shoulder. An inviting, yet whimsical look emitted from his emerald eyes. They almost said "Follow me". But to where one might wonder? Maybe his home, or maybe simply he wanted to be followed. Though many questions arose, there could be no one answer. Follow the gray dragon and maybe you'll find where he leads you to.
