Some questions were left unawnsered when the story ended. Did they live? Did Spyro hear cynder? Does he lover her back? Where are they now? Well… that is what I am here for. I lived in that time and long after. Even to the end of the age. And even now I sit here learning to type instead of using my aching claws to jot down ink on the forgotten art of scrolls. For I am the chronicler. And this is the story of, the post dawn. Yes that's right, the story after the story. Every thing they didn't tell afer the story "ended" as you humans put it. (the only thing that realy "ended" was the storys buget.) you pathetic creatures and your fascination for currency. Well let me begin… we find ourselves were we last saw Spyro and cinder, flying off into the sunset right before the credits rolled. They flew about after escaping the fusing earth and soil twirling about each other in celebration of their newfound love and partnership. As the sun set upon the land that was mere seconds from destruction, they preyed upon a herd of sheep (oh come on they really are not that helpless you know… but that's is a much different story) and found a Cliffside covered over by a willow tree that was half uprooted, and made a snuggly little room if you will that made the perfect cover for the night. Much later the sun went down and they now feast under the stars not saying much to each other for the longest time, when Spyro stopped eating and looked to cynder. She noticed him out of the corner of her eye.

"what?" she asked smiling

"do you really love me?" he replied with a question. In answer she simply leaned over and playfully liked the sheep's blood from the side of his face, and leaned back over and gave him a wink. Later they side by side watching the sky in a hold called waiting love*. This is a form of affection that is shown by humans in the same form that the mate. But since dragons only mate once a brood, they show this love by laying side by side and interlocking their touching front legs, wings, back legs, and their tails, whilst the male lies his head upon the females. A form of "cuddling" as you put it. But Spyro felt cinder sob. He looked at her and saw her crying.

"cynder? What's wrong? Am I hurting you?"

"no… its just…"

"what? Tell me. I don't care about anything but what we have ahead of us now."

"no its not that…its… when I was under malefors control… I had to do what he told me…I had no control…he used me for his own horrible desires and…"

"shhhh… don't. its all over now. I promise you as long as I still have claws to kill, and as long as my heart beats for you, I will not let any harm come to you ever again." And with that promise he gave her a kiss on the cheek and she cried one last tear, a tear, of joy.

Darkness is only the absence of light… and the light is the good in all of us… but the light… can not shine forever…

---Cynder

*for a picture of waiting love PM me and I will send you a free licensed copy