Prolouge
Two figures sat side to side in a glade, both gazing at a silver mirror in their laps. Images flickered across the mirror.
A blue sword clashed into red, sparks flying around the two colors. Time slowed and the red faltered, slipping. The blue sword swerved upwards, and then faltered itself, as if in hesitation.
One of the figures looked up, his grey eyes searching the other's blue. She looked up at him, grief in her eyes.
"Must we really do this?" She asked, tears forming and threatening to fall. The man nodded sadly.
"It is our destiny, as was decided. We must walk down this path together if we are to ever live happily," He said in a soothing voice, even though his own eyes betrayed him. He took her hand in his and pressed it to his heart. The woman smiled slightly, and rubbed away her tears. A flash of green on the mirror caught their attention and they watched more a moment.
The woman shrieked, causing the mirror to fall into the grass and shatter. She collapsed into the man beside her, sobbing freely.
"Why? Why? Why us?" She sobbed even harder. The man enveloped her in a hug, and together they sat there as the sun's warm rays began to seep over the horizon. When she had regained some semblance of calmness, she spoke again.
"Surely, with this rising sun of ours, we are not alone," She murmured. The man nodded and pulled her even closer.
"We are never alone, so long as there is the stars and the moon, the wind and the rain. We must go ever onwards," The man whispered, looking up at the sky where a small flock of birds flew. He whispered a word and one flew down onto his open hand. It sang at him, and nestled into his hand. The woman stroked it lovingly with a finger, and then she took it in her own hands gently.
"You must go ever onwards, my friend, where you may continue to fly in the coming darkness. Ever onwards," She whispered to it. It cheeped to her, and then flew off into its flock.
Together, the man and woman left the cliff where they sat, overlooking a forest of soaring trees. They turned away from the sun, looking back at two of their family.
Come, little ones, we are leaving. An immense silver dragon said.
The man smiled and kissed the woman's hand, which was still in his own. They parted and mounted their own dragons, who took off into the morning sun. Soon enough, they were nothing but silver and grey specks in the sky.
The mirror still lay where it had fallen, broken into many sparkling shards. On one of these, a man with long black hair and empty black eyes looked longingly upon an unseen object. The man's face twitched into an expression of horror, and then peace, just as the colors swirled away,and the spell ended.
