Edward/Overview

Call me Edward.. That's what everyone called me in the Tropical Zoo, back in London. Syon Park, specifically. Hence my 'name': Edward Syon. Well, technically they called me Eddie: Mother was Vicky, little sister was Lizzie, and father was Henry. Being Nile Crocodiles, Henry nearly ate me more than a few times when I was young. Compared to today, the wallow there was so peaceful. Food brought to us(Apparently I deathrolled many sausages when small enough. Or so my friends after I Dreamt claim.), and I knew nothing of the many threats of the world. But youth can't last.

I Dreamt, and I dreamt of dragons. Maybe it was random chance, maybe it was the fact it was Britain, where so many memories and imaginations see Dragons as huge beasts with wings, but I came out looking alot like the ones in tales, save I bear Dragon's.. The one, true father of all dinosaurs and the ancient Kings.. mighty visage. It tends to make people go all cross eyed, so I generally prefer my human or natural form. No Mokole helped me, but I'll let you in on a secret: I was lucky. The Memory of Gaia taught me the ancient ways, and my friends on the streets and docks of London taught me of the modern ways. I haven't -completely- mastered driving yet, but buses are much nicer in my view. Then, the Memories guided me beyond the ancient isle and it's cold weather: Prospect called. What truth lies underneath this facade, and can a man who knows the Past so well make a difference in it's future?