Once an egg has been touched by a human, the human's scent rubs off onto the egg. The mother dragon then will reject the egg and no longer be able to tell that it is her own. That's why there are abandoned eggs sitting outside the cave, dying, and the mother dragon isn't doing anything about them.
I decided I would keep it as a secret until I sold it, so it would be a big, happy surprise when my parents found out.
I just sat on my bed, observing the strange stone-like object. The faint glow around it amazed me, but frightened me at the same time. What was it?
I decided I would sketch it to keep a souvenir of its beauty. I made sure to color it with the exact same shades of blue and purple, and to add the little white dots. The more I concentrated on it the more it reminded me of the night sky, and space.
The next morning, I was awoken by a loud crack on my wooden floor.
The rock had fallen, and now had a small dent in it, almost like a crack. I wondered how it had managed to fall, for I remember firmly placing it on my bedside table and making sure to put small objects next to it to prevent it from falling.
I just hoped I would be able to sell it in this state. The crack was tiny, but the buyers were also very picky.
The problem was that I could only go to the village on week-ends, and today was Wednesday. I would have to be more careful if I wanted to keep the stone in one piece before then.
As any other day, I slipped out of the house with my basket and went looking for food. This time, I didn't need to go in the dark part of the forest as I had already found enough food in the lighter part.
When I came back to my room, I noticed small shards of a strange, dark material on the floor... I looked up at the rock, and saw that the crack in it was larger. How had that happened? It was still on the table! I was really frustrated and decided to put the thing on a thick blanket on the floor, so it wouldn't fall or be damaged any more.
The next day, I woke with bits of the rock all over the blanket I had put it on. Now, I really got mad, because the dent had gotten so big there was no way anyone would miss it.
I just flopped onto my bed and started crying. I was sure I would be able to give my family a big treat, but now all hope was gone.
I looked down at the stange stone. Maybe people would take it anyway? I just hoped so. I had two more days left to keep it from breaking to pieces.
That night, I was scared to close my eyes and doze off. I didn't want the rock to be crumbling in my sleep.
I stayed up until about 3:00am, when suddenly, the rock moved on its own.