I am entering in drawgonite 's July Egg Contest.
I know I probably won't win but here goes nothing

In the tribe of the sea, an island will change to winter with in time. Waters will freeze, nature will shatter. The tree of coral reveals within the days, hides within the night.

"Why didn't they tell me," yells a blue dragonet. "It would've helped me to know something as big as being a hybrid." The dragonet spreads her blue wings and takes flight. She scrunces up her hands into a tight fist and digs her talons into her scales. A small trickle of blood falls through the sky from the dragonet's palm.

"'It's for your own good' they said 'It's better this way' they told me 'Your past isn't exactly a... good one Rainbluem' Ugh! Why didn't they tell me!? Now all I'm doing with my life is traveling around Pyrrhia looking for cool new dragons who aren't boring and who actually care about a weirdo like me," Rainbluem says, looking down at her talons. A few tears slide down her snout as she remembers her parents excuses for not telling her. They are probably really sad that she left but she has no regrets.

She sees a lonely island with a large green tree jutting out of the middle and angles her wings to gently catch the wind and carry her down to the tree.

The ground is covered in soft green grass that feels good on Rainbluem's sore talons. Rainbluem enjoys the moment of peace, the warm wind gently stroking her blue scales.

The wind starts cruelly attacking her scales with icy claws of evil and many clouds roll over the slowly setting sun. She is glad she can light a small path with her phosphorescent scales she inherited from her Seawing father. Rainbluem sometimes wishes that her mother had been a Nightwing instead of a Rainwing so she could possibly inherit the fire-breathing abilities of a Nightwing.

The light hits the ground and it hungrily absorbes it and immediately spits it out. Small pieces of ice insert themselves into Rainbluem's scales and she growls softly at the small act of attack. Rainbluem stamps down hard on the ground and sees tiny ice crystals fly through the air.

She stifles a loud roar and sees a small round object with her periferal vision. Rainbluem angrily turns in the direction of the object and tilts her head in curiosity. It looks like an egg but Rainbluem didn't recognize it to be any normal Seawing egg. Rainbluem smiled warmly at the egg knowing it was probably a fellow hybrid. She cuddles beside the egg, sharing some of her warmth to the freezing egg.

Yea, I know it's so much longer than 2 paragraphs but it took me a few hours to write and I didn't realize it had to be 2 paragraphs until I was completely done with the story.
I have no idea if this makes me disqualified.
I can re-write it if I need to.
I sincerely hope I did all of the requirements.
Bai
Oh and the egg is here