I don't know if I'm dragonkin or therian in the 'traditional' sense, as I don't really experience 'species dysphoria'; it presents itself more as a longing for the sky. I find it's something quieter, something within the soul. In my dreams and without the confines of my physical body, I become a dragon. I can fly where I want, over vast plains and rivers, across borders and above city skylines with freedom and grace.
Most of the time, I am a black dragon. But sometimes I've been other colors; sometimes red, sometimes blue, and even hot pink. Once, I was a rainbow eastern dragon protecting a village from a great giant.
Dreams like this have come to me since I was a child. Because of that, I embrace the idea that maybe my soul is the shape of a dragon; regardless of how 'real' or not they may be.
Dragons are special in a unique way that they connect all humanity and cultures together in a vast, unexplainable collective imagination. Perhaps this is the root of why I believe my dream-woven dragon self is so important to me.
