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Elkos der'gel mor'os elmikar waor medil..
Sima dethkar kidal defoth Twili Dracos.
Er wark xas jio kord es xas zonsed yar.
Reao jio ferd ni es deas lothsa, telorg es xareck.
Twili Dracos, yom nex dare'yu.
Er wark xas jio kord es xas zonsed yar.
De hith sut xareck de xas jio es xas zonsed yar.
Nos es xas Twili Dracos nex sut feol,
Uknjok
Spyro had been sitting in the library for the better part nine hours and the single paragraph he had been instructed to read was slipping through his brain without leaving the smallest amount of meaning behind. He had endured what felt like the longest week of his life. When the Elder Bar'roch had passed away the new elder had taken control. This new Elder was not unkind but he seemed determined that Spyro should memorize all of these ancient texts as slowly as possible which was very irritating. The new Elder was also very suspicious of Cynder who had been a good friend of Spyro ever since he had saved her. It was mainly because of her background that so many were so cruel towards her but it was also Spyro's anger at anyone who did her any harm that kept her safe.
Many others thought that there was something more to their friendship than they let on though this was untrue. Their friendship was nothing more or less than best friends though Spyro had his suspicions that she wanted it to be more. His head pounded harder and he groaned. He had been instructed to read this single passage for no more than eight thousand times and he was finally nearing the end of this long session.
It had only been because of Cynder that he had been kept from insanity, Spyro was not a dragon to be kept indoors to read all day though the Elder seemed oblivious to this fact. He much preferred to be outside flying through the sky, hunting, or even simply walking through the forest. Cynder had tried asking the Elder if he could let her take Spyro outside more often. The Elder had been reluctant until one day when he had gone to check on Spyro to see him babbling, vaguely pulling a book apart. The Elder had then instructed that Cynder was to help him regain his senses.
When he had come back to sense he had been very thankful of the fact that she had been there for him. She had since then come down to visit him three times a day, once in the morning when he started his studies, when he stopped for lunch, and last when he finished.
Just three more readings of this passage to go, he longed for it to be over. Most of his friends had left on their own adventures, Spyro wanted to be with Hunter who had gone off to hunt down a raiding party that had struck at a nearby village. Just two more to go and he'd be done. He was desperate for an excuse to stop, anything to break up this boredom. Just one more and just as he started to read it Cynder sat gently in the seat beside him.
Spyro didn't notice her until she blew on the side of his head. He jumped hitting his knees on the desk and turned to see Cynder smiling at him, Spyro sighed with relief and said, "I'm glad you came, I was close to ripping this book apart." Cynder smiled wider and said sarcastically, "Well don't let me stop you I mean after all I won't be the one answering to the Elder." Spyro smiled and answered just as sarcastically, "Well I won't be taking all the blame after all you're here to you know and you probably would help too." She snorted with laughter and looked him as he continued to read the passage he had been told to read.
Cynder tried to read the passage but it made no sense whatsoever to her. She frowned and asked Spyro, "What do these words mean?" Spyro Shook his head slowly trying to ignore the splitting pain in his head as he answered, "I haven't the faintest idea what they mean. All I know is that I've got to read one last time and then I'll be done with it." His last words were spoken in anger, though Cynder didn't leave she knew that those last word were spoken about his task not his company. He welcomed her company because more than anything he needed a distraction.
Spyro finally finished the small passage one last time and when he finished he slammed the book shut and stood up stretching. He felt his bones popping painfully but with relief, he had been sitting almost all day. The Elder had instructed that Spyro should walk on his hind legs as much as possible so 'as to get used to it' he had said. Both he and Cynder had thought this a lie though they had no evidence to prove their suspicions correct. Today on the other hand he decided to ignore this instruction stand as he had done for so many years.
Spyro turned to leave but Cynder stopped him and asked, "Hey, you wouldn't mind going to see something with me?" She sounded hopeful but Spyro was tired and wanted to go to bed and he told her so but she stopped him in mid sentence. She aid to him, "What I want you to see only comes once every sixty years. Please come see it with me." Spyro was still tired but he understood what this meant, she was willing to see something that only happened once in sixty years and that was something that would be extremely hurtful to say no to. Spyro sighed and nodded in approval as he said, "Alright lets go and see it." Cynder grinned happily as she led him outside.
It was a beautiful night the stars were glittering above them like small diamonds set in to a background of blackest cloth. Cynder lead him to the top of a hill that lay just outside out the gate of the castle were she had set up a place for the two of them to lie. Spyro thought he had been tricked into going on some sort of romantic date that is until she lay down and looked up at the stars. Spyro was a little cautious but lay down all the same and looked upward. The stars glittered down on them Spyro noticed that there was a new moon.
They continued to look upward and Spyro was beginning to get annoyed but that vanished when he saw a small light appear in the sky. The small light grew larger and larger until it was until it was about the size of the moon in the sky.
It was a comet but unlike any others he had ever seen. It had blue-silver light around it and had a tail of brilliant white light. The thing was beautiful beyond comparison and as he continued to watch he heard a voice close to his right. The voice said, "Beautiful isn't it? I can't believe you intended to miss this." Spyro turned his head to see Cynder lying close beside him. He felt a strange knot in the pit of his stomach as he said, "Yes it is beautiful though such word are weak in comparison."
He saw her smile and felt his insides squirm as she moved closer to him. She put her head on his shoulder and sighed as she continued to look towards the heavens. Spyro put his arm around her as the comet beauty slowly began to fade. When it was almost gone he closed his eyes and laid his head down to rest upon the soft pillows she had put out for them and said three words before sleep claimed him.
"She is Beautiful."