Sweet!
I was a child who lost his parents, and taken in by the people of the missing city. Alone I was and without a path, till I faced a challenge to brave the scaly beast's wraith. Fire and fists, gnashing teeth and heart beats. I am the victor and cannot be beat.
Down the mountain I did travel to go to the city island of concrete and gravel.
I forged a bond with a unlikely soul, but big is he with a heart of mistletoe.