I dedicate this book to the dragons that do not exist.  I also dedicate this to my family.

    Stoneviles evil soul had taken over. He could never escape his destiny. Never he could. When he had faded away from Iceycavern, he had battled with Solala, but she had taken all the good from him. Now he was evil. Completly evil. The darkness he had felt the day before was stronger. He growled, "The day of death has come!" Fires below him raged on, making an unusual rumbling. Fury dragons were everywhere, destroying castles, villages, and mines. Towers broke in a blink of an eye, while villagers were safely rested with the dragons. 

The hard earth burned with fire, and Stonevile could not control himself anymore. His eyes were red, probably never to become amber again. He glanced around, hissing furiously at the remaining towers. 

Many days later, Solala joined forces with Monooo, after taking him back from the dead. She promised they would be the most powerful in the univearse if they worked together with Stonevile. Though Monooo believed that, Solala did not think her words were correct... Not yet.

She did not say. Not even to Stonevile, though his true loyalty lied with her now. He didn't know why he had ever teamed up with Klacker and Collie and Safer. They were weak. Evil to him. He was strong. And he thought he was on the good side. He didn't care if all his old allies fell. All that mattered to him was serving Solala and Monooo. It was Secember, the year of snow. The ground was hard, white stone on the cliffs. The dark forest was below, Their dark, crooked branches cracked. Solalas dark hearted life wouuld be soon over, but no soul, not even herself, knew that.

        That very moment the rain fell down, matching the sadness that Stoneviles old friends had had.

         That was the day of great sadness. Stonevile stalked off and blew out smoke. Thunder growled in the sky, and Stonevile returned the growl, pleased with his work. Solala would be soooo proud. Stonevile was quite sure Monooo would never like him, or feel like allies, but Solala had forgiven him easily for what he did. He had never once had thought that she was doing to for the sake of evil, or whatever: good.

Solala would never do that! Stonevile rememmbered his old, foolish self, thinking he could once own the cliffs. That had the been impossible. Now he worked side by side with the ruler, who had powers he could never hope to defeat. He once had. He started flying high, enjoying the cool air on his scales. His claws went over his chest, and even though his wings had a few holes missing now, he still looked like the old Stonevile. Not the evil one that he was now.

Stonevile felt a pang of longing. He did not know where it came from, and he tried to get rid of it. He opened wide his amber eyes, gave his scales a shake, before flying of to Solala, thinking happily of her praise. 

As Stonevile reached the castle, which Solala, Monooo and him lived in, he forgot all about the longing. The castle itself was metallic, and its towers reached high in the sky. 

It was four tours, clustered togther. And at the middle of that there was a space of flat stone that had the overlook over the whole cliffs. Solala sat there and viewed everything that was going on with her sharp eyes. And when she was about to attack a enemy castle, she would spread out her wings and roar. Then Stonevile and Monooo would follow the direction of a firebolt Solala would shot, and fly to the castle that was hit. 

Each day, Solala would give him lessons, lessons to grow powerful. She was quite sure Stonevile could never turn against her now. She was so close to achieving her goal, all she needed know was to find Collie, Klacker, and Safer so she could finish them off. But then came the real threat. Iceycavern. The only one who might be able to turn Stonevile good again. She hoped to destroy his memory of the powers if he did switch sides. But Solala was sure he wouldn't.

Stonevile felt his head darkening as he landed on a tower. That always happened. Then he would see nothing but darkness, and when it was over, he would feel more evil than ever. His vision blacked, and when he opened his eyes, he felt like he could destroy any castle in the world. He loved the feeling every day. He looked forward to it. But now he must have a lesson with Solala.

Stonevile ducked into a window from the castle, which had no glass. Then he stepped on cold stone and walked down a spiraled stairs. Solala was clearly expecting him, for she was waiting for him at the end of the stairs. Torches were lit around, and she said in her voice, "Our training session will be today in the darkstone room." The darkstone room was underground, and shadows roamed there, whispers could be heard, and the whole place seemed to be filled with evil.