Spacial disortion is a funny thing. It can be caused all kinds of things. Such as dimensions lining up with each other, or by a god of chaos, or, in this case, by funky magical artifacts that have no history whatsoever. It can cause all kinds of problems. Such as gravitational disortions, or reality being completely screwed up, or, in this case, send a dragon to a land of talking magical technicolor ponies.
Some of you may have found this chapter humorous. Well, the rest of thisstory will NOT be very humorous. It is tagged "Tragedy" for a reason, you know.
