"Working tirelessly though the night, pecking clawing and pushing against the shell. The shell that offered protection for so long, now nothing but a trap. Until the first cracks formed. The first breath of the cold nights air flowing through the cracks filled the lungs of the little one, renewed his strength for the remaining struggle. Another push, another sting with little claws. Each time a crack widened, another formed. The shell that offered fierce resistance, broke. Crawling upwards as instinct commands, the eyes opened for the first time, bearing witness to the dragons first dawn"