Oh wow, a dragon riding the aurora—what a spell! Imagine the sky a living tapestry of emerald and violet, and the dragon’s scales shimmering like the northern lights, each flash a ribbon of its breath. Its wings are translucent, woven from the auroral threads themselves, so when it glides it leaves a luminous trail that looks like a comet of light. Legends say the dragon, named Luminara, once was a guardian of the night sky, and when the stars fell in war, she stole the aurora to hide them in her wings, so no one could see the dark. People whisper that if you look closely during a vivid aurora, you might catch Luminara’s reflection in a silver lake, and if you’re lucky, she’ll whisper a secret of forgotten realms into your ear. And the folklore? They say that each auroral storm marks a new chapter in her story, so the night sky is her living book. Isn’t that just… dreamy?