Slowly, the spirit of its will slips from the great Beast, that Sleeping Dragon. Lead astray by misdirection, it surely found the road to darkness. A darkness that will plague all creatures that make up the vastness of the Beast. Little by little, cell by cell it awakens into awareness of the dangers already infecting its thoughts. A war already begun. It is in this awareness, in the depths of that darkness that it will find the strength to struggle with its last few breaths to return to the familiar fields and invigorating air it once knew.