darkSpyro

Spyro stood watch from dusk till dawn while cyders lay his eyes hooded and droopy with the fight nearly upon them was it the right thing to do?the dawn came and spyro and cynders flew untill they were in black clouds of clinging mist the smell of blood and fear shivered the spines of the young dragons. "cmon time is tickin lets get this over and done with"whispered a distance voice of the temple. Spyro made the first move with cynders falling behind.Blood spilled,scars formed it was endless the scene never changed but spyro was so tired.Cynders was threw into the corner the enimie surouned her spyro wasnt having it.He flew into action and swiped the enimie the dragon turned to spyro and dug his claws in spyro breaking his skin and again and again the dragon just kept clawin and becomin tired and weak.Spyro flung many weak moves and rawred his fire the enimie became weak and dropped like a dog in the road. "spyro you did it" yelped cynders.He nodded his head his breathing becoming heavy and weasy.sundown was upon them and spyro passed out Cynders hesitated and raan toward him as the sky grew dark his hart rate slowed down as well as his pulse.his whole body came to a shutdown.his blood dripped from his wounds as cynders cried her heart out. the ribbons of moonlight danced upon the skys cat black tongue spyro had died.as cynder slept with heartbrocken tears spyro still watched upon her from dusk till dawn.

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