People call them dragons. They aren't, of course. They aren't dragons anymore than the sharks are sharks or the tigers are tigers. I could belabor the issue, but you get the point.
People, as a species, are most comfortable when they can pigeon-hole those around them into one group or another. Then they can quantify, objectify and generally label those who are not what they are as...something else. The unique, the unusual, that which falls, demonstrably, outside of the norm is easier to handle when you have a name to put to it.
Well, here's a revelation to people in general and to you reading this in particular. We really don't give a flip what you call us. We know who we are and what we are. Neither your tacit acceptance or your abject rejection of us makes much difference in how we live our lives.
We are mutants, plain and simple. We weren't born this way. All of us started out life just like you. More or less like you, except we don't seem to pay as much attention to you as you do to us. The brass tacks of it is: we were once homo sapiens and now we aren't anymore.
There. I said what nobody wants you all to remember. We were once like you. That is going to cause a lot of upheaval when this manifesto gets more widely disseminated. Those who make the rules, who write the histories have a stake in making sure things stay a certain way. We understand that.
To be fair, since The Change, we don't age the way you do. Whatever caused us to grow scales and wings, gills and fins...whatever... changed us in many more ways than our appearance. So, in the 324 years since The Change, we aren't surprised our origins are in the dustbin of history.
We were told that The Preserves were necessary. We were told we needed to be protected from others and others from us. We were told we were no longer part of the world we'd always known. We were told happiness, acceptance and community would be most easily accomplished if we were someplace specifically selected to nurture and sustain our mutated bodies.
It took a long time for us to realize it, but eventually we DID figure it out. We were lied to. Once we tumbled onto that little ditty, it suddenly became clear to us that all of you must have been lied to as well. It's the only thing that makes sense.
The Preserves are NOT a necessity simply because they are a reality. We don't need to be sequestered from you nor you from us. We are as much a part of you as you are a part of us. We want to come back.
People call us dragons or sharks or tigers and that's fine. We really don't care what you call us as long as we can come back home. That's really all we have to say on the matter for now. Think about it...okay?