It is said that there was once a great dragon that slept in the bowels of the earth at the time of its creation, and so great was its strength that even the gods didn't dare to combat it. Mighty thought the dragon was, however, it wasn't an evil beast. The dragon simply meant to be left alone to sleep. Though it was peaceful, the fire in its belly was too hot, and the earth was dry and inhospitable, and the gods sorrowed that the Earth would never flourish so long as the dragon slept beneath the ground. The gods, finally tired of the barren, dead world that the dragon's fire created, banded together to wake the beast. They tried for an age, and at last succeeded. When it finally stirred, its slight movements were so great that the earth was rent open. It tore its way out of the shell of the earth, forming mountains and valleys where its claws dug at the ground and tail dragged. A great flap of his wings took it into the air, and then into the sky beyond. It soared the heavens, searching for something.
"Who wakes me?" It asked to the heavens.
"We," the gods responded. "You must leave, or the world will never flourish."
The mighty dragon looked back from his place among the stars, to the ball of dust that he had left behind, crumbling and barren. "I see your world," he responded, acknowledging that that it was because of him that the world was dead. "I shall fix that which I have broken." The dragon then swooped closer to the Earth, watching it with a careful gaze. He took a deep breath of its air, and gently exhaled; instead of fire, there came a warm mist which formed clouds, and it began to rain. Soon, the oceans had appeared, and the land was becoming green with vegetation. The gods smiled and looked at him, as the world was soon full of life.
"We thank you, great dragon," the gods sang. "We will repay you."
"Just let me sleep," the dragon responded. "I am so tired. Always so tired."
"Then rest among the stars," they answered. The gods sang into creation a soft bed of mist and star-dust in the heavens, into which the dragon coiled himself among the stars. He still sleeps there to this very day.