The Mount Bridge is the highest watershed in our city, rising up to forty five meters tall, that guarantees instant death if one jumps from it. Usually, this place was the busiest road connecting two industrial regions; however, today one may feel that the cars simply disappeared. Now, you might spot me sitting on the bench that is extremely small and does not fit my size. I am sure that the first thing you see is me on the bridge, I am a thirty feet long black dragon, staring at the sky, and wondering if there is any remedy to my condition. Looking at the distance, one can see the downtown and mostly all the city on fire. The gun shots are unstoppable and the scream of people losing their property which is caught on fire as well, is a common thing to see this hour. This novel will take a while to write. But I am not in a hurry, I have plenty of time. The war that we created: there is no winner and no loser. Everyone loses something and I was no exception.