There were once four dragon brothers. The eldest was Destruction, the second Annihilation, and the third Ruination but the last was named Flower.
Whilst his brothers destroyed, he nurtured. But whatever he created they would tear down.
They’d also call him Petal and Leaf, because these things were fragile and faded over time. But despite their taunts he still grew toward the sun. Taking her example, he shone bright every day and conserved his strength at night; the time his brothers were at their most violent.
Until one day leaving nothing to destroy, they tore down themselves.
Then Flower bloomed.