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The world around him looked like a blur, out of focus, and misshapen, His senses were confused and dazzled. The whole world spun around until he felt a paw on his head, meant to stop his disoriented movement.

"Oh...what happened? Where am I?" He asked as he looked around the room. He heard a few inaudible replies coming from the three dragons in front of him, all looking like a blur of blue, green and yellow, until they started coming into focus.

"Terrador? Cyril? Volteer?" Spyro asked as his eyes glanced at him up and down. "Where are we, what am I doing...what's going on?"

"All in good time young dragon. You just woke up...you're at the Temple." Terrador said with a grin, relieved to see Spyro and Cynder were finally awake. "Yes young dragon, you expelled quiet a bit of energy whenever you defeated Malefor, so it's only natural you'd feel a bit lightheaded." Volteer said.

"Cynder...where's Cynder?" Spyro asked, a bit of panic in his voice.

"Calm down...she's been right by your side the whole time...sleeping as you have." Terrador explained, as Spyro looked down to notice he was in his own bed...in the temple. His claws kneeded up and down on the hay, as if to check them to see if they were real.

"You mean...I-I've been dreaming? This whole time..." He asked.

As with Spyro, the world had been nothing but a blurry mess to the black dragoness that laid beside him. She woke up from her deep slumber only moments before Spyro, and she was the owner of the paw that kept his head from swaying as much as it was. The sight of the Guardians in front of them, along with the fact that they were suddenly in the Temple, was a bit of a shock to Cynder.

"Spyro...I'm here Spyro..." she said softly to the young purple dragon, her other paw setting itself down on his. "Terrador, what's been going on? We...defeated Malefor, then I remember Spyro and I flying through the Valley of Avalar. How could that all have been a dream? It all felt so real?"

The notion that what she experienced was simply a dream was really hard to believe. It felt like she was really there; like she could have just reached out and touched Spyro, but here she was with Spyro, and this certainly wasn't a dream.

"Cynder?" He looked over to see the dragoness of his dreams...literally. He couldn't help but smile. "You're...safe." He said slowly, as if he couldn't believe it himself.

"You two have been dreaming for a long time now...but make no mistake you two. You did defeat the dark master Malefor. But...you two gave every last thing you had to do it. It was a miracle you two are even still alive. Let alone speaking." Terrador replied to them both.

"Yes yes, I agree with them here. I take it you two must have entered a sort...of prolonged sleep from which we the dragon guardians actually shared some of our energy with you. We all did really and it was really quit a fascinating process to watch, why..."

"I don't think they need to know all of what we did to keep them here, Volteer. They just woke up...I'm sure they have many questions on what has been going on in the world since their...departure from it."

"But Terrador..the dream...I...it felt so real. After we went to the Valley of Avalar we were at Hunter's Village where we got our own house and lived there..." Spyro looked over at Cynder confused. 'Could it be...she? Dreamed the same things I did...is that why it felt so real?' Spyro asked himself in thought.

Cynder was relieved to hear they really did defeat Malefor; the thought that all their efforts were in vain would simply be too much for her to handle. But this news lifted a huge weight off her chest that felt like it had made itself a permanent home there. She really wanted to feel happy about this, and part of her did, but...the rest of her being felt another heavy weight pressing down on it.

"Don't worry Spyro, I'm safe. It'll take a lot more than that to keep me from coming back..." she responded with a small smile, then turned her head back towards the Guardians. "How long were...we asleep?"

"You were sleeping for quite some time, really." Cyril responded this time around. "You need not worry though, everything's been safe and quiet since Malefor's defeat."

Wait, Spyro...had the same dream has her? She couldn't believe that. She looked over at the purple dragon, her paw not once leaving his. "Spyro, it sounds like...you and I might have had the same dream." The whole idea sounded crazy to her, but she couldn't offer her own explanation.

The look in Spyro's eyes couldn't have been more confused. "A...A..."

"Synchronized dream? Oh how exciting! I haven't heard of something happening like that in ages. In fact yours is the first case I've heard since my days as a hatchling."

"Yes yes that is all very fascinating Volteer, but what does that exactly mean?" Cyril said, glaring at the yellow elder to just get to the point.

"Ahh yes that. The meaning, some say it only happens when two dragons are very...connected to one another. It happens mainly with two dragons who feel the other is in great distress, and the need to be with the one that makes them feel comfortable is so strong...they "reach" out for each other. Across dreams."

"And I saw this weird dragon. He was tall...like you Terrador, and big muscular. Long and teal colored. With a long black beard and horns that we're kind of like mine. And the end of his tail looked like...like a...like..."

"A dreamcatcher?" Volteer asked.

"Yes yes how did you..."

"That, Spyro...that is Devinicus...keeper of dreams. I saw him once as a young hatchling. He's a god sign, meant to bring good luck, and he is a rather good omen. But I assume since you two shared the same dream he appeared to both of you? Why...that is rather rare indeed." He said, a puzzled look on his face for once.

"Wow..." Spyro said blushing slightly at the thought. A thought of Cynder entered Spyro's mind...'I love you'. 'Did...she really? I...I don't know. Last thing I remember is the world caving in around me and...her...'

"C-Cynder you...did you?" Spyro was at a loss for words, he didn't know how to ask. Not in front of all the Guardians, but he was curious if that was part of his dream or...if it really happened.

Hearing all this made Cynder's head spin. A synchronized dream? A dragon with a dreamcatcher on his tail? All this was a lot to take in, and she suddenly had a few questions on her mind, but no idea how to answer them. She knew the bond she and Spyro shared since they were even hatchlings, but...she never expected it to be THAT strong. But it was all true; in her times of need, she wanted to reach out to Spyro. She felt more comfortable around him than any dragon she ever knew in her life. But was she really trying to reach him through her very dreams?

The black dragoness rubbed her head with her other paw, her eyes closing as if she was in great thought, or trying to comprehend what the Guardians were telling them. "I...I think I might have seen a dragon like that. My mind is...so foggy and fuzzy..." When she was able to get her mind to focus, she glanced over at Spyro, her soft blue eyes meeting his dark purple ones.

"What is it, Spyro?" she asked, looking at him curiously with a slight tilt of her head. The same thought entered her mind at that moment, but she knew; she knew she had told him. 'I love you...' Her own words echoed through her head; they were so clear, so real...it wasn't possible they were just a figment of her dreams.

"I ugh...I..." Spyro was a bit flustered. Cyril, taking the hint, looked to the other two Guardians.

"Well I do believe it's time we let them be for a minute, we should give them some air. I mean they did just wake up after all. If you need us we'll be in the courtyard." Cyril said.

"But I...wanted to ask them about-"

Terrador gave Volteer a nudge. "Oh right right..." Volteer said as he left the room along with Cyril and Terrador. After they left, Spyro turned to Cynder.

"I, ugh...Cynder. I was just...what you said...back there? When I was using the last of my energy to put the world back together. Did..did you really say...what I think you said?"

The minute the Guardians left the two young dragons alone, Cynder turned all her attention to Spyro. She fully understood why he was flustered; this was all so much to take in, after all. At first, she didn't seem to understand what Spyro meant, but she quickly caught on, and her black-scaled face was a bit red with a soft blush.

"Spyro, I...you mean when I...said that I loved you?" the words were hard to get out; she loved Spyro with every fiber of her being, but it was hard to get them out when she was this close to the dragon she loved so much. "Did you think that was...just part of the dream?" she looked down at his paw, putting her other one on his. "I understand, but...I meant it, Spyro. I meant it with all my heart..." the whole time she said this her blush did not recede; it only grew.

This shocking revelation left Spyro speechless. "I..." He couldn't contain himself as he felt ready to burst. He didn't know how to express these feelings he had for her.

'I-I've always loved you...from the moment I noticed you were innocent I wanted to save you...and from there...I only wanted you to feel like you always had someone to run to.' "I...I love you too Cynder. I always have...from the moment I saved you...to...the moment you saved me. I've...always cared about..." He said blushing back, his eyes certainly not on her as he was too embarrassed to look her in her eyes. "You..." He finally managed to finish.

Cynder's pulse raced as she heard Spyro's confession. She stared into Spyro's eyes the whole time he spoke. In all honesty she hadn't expected him to so readily return the feelings she had for him. Her throat was dry, and she swallowed the lump building up in her throat.

'You were the only one who cared for me, Spyro...I don't know where I would be if you hadn't saved me. I just might be dead if it hadn't been for you...' she thought these words before she spoke up. "Spyro...you were the only one who gave me a chance. You saved me, you let me live...you're my savior, Spyro." she slowly placed a paw under his snout and gently lifted it up so she could look into her eyes as she said this.

Unlike Spyro, she wasn't embarrassed enough to say the things that she meant to him. "I love you Spyro, and I mean that...I've never stopped caring about you, and I never will."

"Cynder...I-I'm not your savior..." He said as he looked into her eyes. "We saved each other..." He said as he wrapped his front paws around her neck, embracing her in a gentle but tight hug.

"You were there for me when Ignitus gave his life for us...I could've hurt you..." He said as he remembered when he almost lost control. Convexity welling within him, his anger...his rage...for being powerless to help the one dragon who felt like a father to him since he left home.

"You stood by my side...through it all." He added as he nuzzled her. "I'm having a hard time figuring out our last moments...here. Then our dream but...if what we went through was real...I-I...ugh..." His whole face was crimson at this point.

Cynder's blush deepened even further, the red tint standing out very clearly against her dark scales. Gently, she slid her front paws around him in return, pressing her snout against his shoulder as she pulled Spyro closer to her.

"Spyro...I know you'd never hurt me...I know you better than that." she remembered it clearly...the rage that filled him, the anger at being unable to save Ignitus...that dark form he took at the Well of Souls three years earlier... "No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you Spyro...I'll never leave you no matter what happens..."

After she spoke, she returned the soft nuzzling without even realizing it; it was automatic, like she'd been doing it for so long...and that made her flush even more. "I know Spyro, I'm having a hard time understanding all this too...but something tells me it was all real. I can just...feel it..." she said softly, pulling away from his shoulder to look into his eyes. She saw nothing but the heroic, gentle dragon beside her.

Spyro's purple eyes were shining bright looked into her eyes as well, seeing nothing of the evil that had once been present in her eyes from the day he met her had long since been cleansed from her soul, and he saw nothing but the best in Cynder. He always had. Even when everyone else doubted her. he never did. He smiled brightly at her. "I-I...believe it too. With all my heart Cynder..." He said as he placed his paw on her shoulder.

Cynder closed her eyes and did her best to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. She was a strong girl, and was able to do so; she didn't want Spyro to be concerned about her. Right now he didn't need to be, as everything was fine just the way they were. The black dragoness felt her insides warm up just a bit when she felt his paw on her shoulder and she blushed a little, looked at it, then back at him with a smile on her face.

"I think it's time we figure out what's been happening...since we've been asleep." He said a gentle serious in his eyes. "I mean who knows what happened to our friends while we've been gone..." Spyro said, a sense of concern laced his voice.

"Yes, Spyro...I think we need to do that to..." she nodded her head, her eyes showing a bit of the same. "I can imagine...quite a bit has changed..." she said, looking up at the ceiling. It appeared to be fairly dark outside, which obviously meant it was nighttime.

Spyro noticed this as well. "It appears we woke up at the wrong time. It's a beautiful night...just like you. I think we shouldn't waste it, Cynder. I feel like I want to go outside and stretch my wings. See the world...see my friends. What about you?" Spyro asked.

Cynder blushed deeply at his words and looked away in trying to hide it, but failed rather miserably. "Well...that really sounds like a great idea, Spyro. My wings are feeling rather...stiff. Think you'd like to go flying with me?" Cynder asked him, getting herself a little closer to Spyro as she smiled softly at the young purple dragon.

"Would I?" Spyro asked, as he pretended to think on it, to tease her about it. He placed his paw up under his chin, stroking it to add to the effect. "Let me think about it..."

After a few tense moments he said "Of course I would Cynder." He said, chuckling heartily. He stood up and and stretched his body, while simultaneously stretching his wings.

Cynder blinked and looked at him worriedly, taking his teasing seriously for a minute. Was he actually...considering doing it or not? But then when it was obvious he was fooling around with her, Cynder smiled and playfully slapped him on his shoulder with a forepaw.

"Spyro don't do that to me!" the black dragoness giggled, smiling at him. "I figured you couldn't say no to me." Cynder got to her feet and stretched her beautiful black wings along with the rest of her body, stretching her front legs against the bed. She wasn't very surprised at how stiff she was; she had slept for several months after all.

Spyro playfully rubbed his arm as if he had been hurt. "Oww..." He chuckled playfully looking back up at her. "Saying no to you? Cynder I saw what you did to Malefor's goons firsthand I'm not about to upset you." He looked down and back up at the ceiling and around the room. "So...it was all a dream, then?" He asked Cynder. "Those...years and years of us...a dream?" It was still hard for him to wrap his head around it. His body cracked and creaked this way and that with every new stretch of his body.

Cynder looked at him, then down at her paws. "I don't know Spyro...I'd like to think that we weren't asleep for that long..." she said nervously. She hadn't really kept track of how long it was in their dreams, but it did feel like a long time. "The Guardians said that we were out of a long time, but...was it really that long? You don't look any different from...the dragon I fell in love with." she said with a soft smile.

Sighing, Cynder got off the bed and slowly took a few steps towards the center of the room. Now that she was taking in the sights and sounds of the temple and the outside world around them, it felt like it had been so many years since she last saw her birthplace. After all, she had last seen it after she ran away from it. A decision that she still regretted to this day...

Spyro couldn't help but smile awkwardly a bit at the smile she gave him. "It is a lot to take in, but I'm sure we'll figure this out. This isn't the first time we've woken up to a world completely changed..." Spyro said, remembering that they were in fact trapped in Crystal for three years, before waking up to find Malefor had almost won. Only with Cynder's help was he able to beat Malefor...he wouldn't forget that.

Cynder sat down and another very soft sigh escaped her muzzle. "Yeah, it isn't...and who's to say it won't be the last?" she giggled a little, sighing and looking across the room after taking in a slow, deep breath to calm her nerves.

"Cynder...are you alright?" Spyro asked, his purple eyes looking over Cynder in concern as he noticed Cynder looked uncomfortable.

It took Cynder a moment to respond but she looked up at Spyro, then nodded. "I'm fine Spyro, just...trying to catch my breath..." she said, then drew in another slow and deep breath.

"Okay Cynder." Spyro said as he careful walked over and nuzzled her in order to calm her down some more, or so he hoped. "Everything is going to be alright Cynder. I promise." He said as he smiled warmly at her, before motioning her to follow as he walked over to the doorway, leading into the old training room. "Wow...last time I saw this place it was a wreck..." Spyro's eyes gazed in wonder at the place he first learned how to master the elements with Ignitus, Volteer and Terrador those many years ago, the anceint dragon statue standing guard in the center of the tall chamber.

The dragoness stood up and went over to Spyro, sitting down next to him and looking in at the training room. She never had the opportunity to train here with any of the Guardians; at the time she felt that she never deserved it, along with the fact that she had no skills in the Elements of Fire, Ice, Electricity, or Earth.

"It's been a while since we've been here..." Cynder said softly as she slid past Spyro and into the training room, her footsteps lightly echoing through the chamber. Slowly, her gaze focused itself on the statue. Part of her wondered who that statue was supposed to be of. More than likely it might have been one of the Ancestors; the temple was really ancient, after all.

"Yeah...yeah it has Cynder. But we're finally home. We finally have a place to call home..." He smiled gently back at her as he walked around the familiar statue, oddly enough also wondering who it was. Spyro's own footsteps echoed throughout the empty temple.

Cynder smiled and followed after Spyro through the training room, giving the ancient statue one last look before they departed. She looked back and forth between all the walls of the old temple, taking in all the sights of the only place that she could ever call home; and there simply wasn't a better place to do so.

The two young dragons spent some time looking around the parts of the temple that were heavily covered in plants, vines, and nearly overtaken by nature. The foliage seemed to have gotten a bit thicker the last time Spyro saw it, but it still retained that old, mixed smell of dead and fresh plant life that reminded Spyro of the sights and smells of when he first stumbled upon the temple. Soon enough, their trek through the temple took them to a quite familiar and favorite place: the large balcony.

The two dragons quietly stepped outside of the confines of the ruined temple and looked around the open area surrounding the temple grounds. It had been cleaned up since the last attack it suffered, and other than a few crumbled stones here and there, it looked relatively untouched. Cynder smiled at the sight of the view that surrounded them. The wind was blowing quietly past the them, and the silence was soothing after all they had been through over the years.

Cynder smiled at Spyro, putting a paw on his back between the base of his wings. "I bet it brings back a lot of memories, huh Spyro?" she smiled softly at the dragon.

At hearing her question Spyro inhaled and slowly exhaled. The memories he had of this temple were great, but some were really hard to pull up from the back of his mind. "Yeah...yeah it does. I have a lot of memories here. Not just about Ignitus, but everyone...it was were I first learned how to fly, how to use the other elements. How to fight...this place...well. Holds a lot of meaning for me. Not just to me...but for every dragon that is still left out there..." He said as he looked back at Cynder.

Cynder pursed her lips together and nodded her head softly, sitting beside Spyro rubbing his back comfortingly. .Although she didn't fully understand all of what he was going through, she knew it must've been hard on Spyro.

"Spyro...I'm still really sorry about Ignitus, you know that right?" she said softly, looking at him as she spoke. She looked up at the night sky then, leaning against Spyro a little. "Spyro, do you think Ignitus is out there somewhere...watching over us, protecting us?"

She remembered what Ignitus said about when a dragon dies, he isn't truly gone...Ignitus was there with them during the last hours of their battle. She could feel his presence, even though it was clear that the fire Guardian had truly passed on from their world.

"I know you are..." He said as a small tear left his eye, before looking back into the night sky, not with a look sadness, but determination. "I firmly believe that Ignitus is watching over us, protecting us just like the Ancestors. I know he is looking down us now, and is smiling at our achievements...we did it Cynder. We saved the world from the Dark Master." He said with a grin. "I don't think Ignitus wanted anything more then that...I can be happy knowing he is proud of what I've...no...what we've become today."

"Spyro, I couldn't have said that any better myself..." Cynder smiled, truly touched by what Spyro said. She too believed that Ignitus, and all the other Guardians for that matter, were proud of what they were able to accomplish at such a young age. Surely no other young dragon could say that they defeated and stopped a great evil from destroying the world. She was proud of how strong Spyro had become. No, how strong they became.

"Let's hope he's watching over us now." Cynder then took a few steps away from him and spread her wings out, the dark pink undersides reflecting some of the moonlight that shined down on them. "I'm ready, Spyro. It'll feel so nice to fly again..." she smiled, getting really excited at the thought of being able to fly through the sky again.

Spyro did much the same, stretching out his wings, blushing at how beautiful the moonlight looked on her body. "Ugh..." Spyro coughed as discretely as he could. "Sure Cynder. No problem." A huge blush came across his face as he realized he was staring for a second before going back to stretching his wings for a few quick moments. "Then let's go." He said as he ran and jumped off the balcony, before flying off into the night sky.

Cynder simply shook her head as she followed after Spyro. 'Heh, I bet you got a really good look didn't you Spyro? '

A smile spread across her face as she followed the dragon of her dreams into the darkness of night.


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