A/N: Here we go the next chapter. I only have one note for this chapter. I have been told by a few people that I have a few or a lot (I don't really know) of grammatical errors and quotation errors. I do proofread but I just want to say that if anyone sees these mistakes and would care to point them out to me I would appreciate it, and will fix them. Otherwise enjoy the chapter.
Taelas sat up with a gasp. The sudden movement made pain shoot through his body. The strange thing was that his entire being hurt every scale, muscles, bone, claw, and horn. The dragon refrained from screaming as he tried to focus himself and his senses. Nothing felt right; the last thing he remembered was being killed by Arum, and then that same strange voice whispering words to him.
"Mine to protect." The dragon said softly.
He pondered the meaning of the strange words as his vision slowly cleared up. Shouldn't he be dead? Perhaps he was and this was the afterlife. As thoughts continued to race through his mind, the drake's vision finally stabilized, and he could see again. What his eyes saw shocked him; he was back in his room, in his house, in a place that was supposed to be destroyed, blown to oblivion.
Forcing himself to sit up, despite the immense agony he felt, the dragon looked around. Everything was in order, it appeared to be dusk outside of his window, and he could hear the soft sweet songs of the birds outside, as well as the sounds of dragons in the streets below, each moving back to their homes after a long day. All of the confusion only made Taelas' head hurt more so than it already did.
He was so caught up with the noises outside that he had yet take notice of something quite strange right next to him. Feeling a warmth right next to him the dragon looked down. To see a silver dragoness that he recognized. Lyara lay next to him asleep, her body curled up next to his.
Taelas' mind raced, he even thought for a moment that he would pass out from the shock of everything. He wasn't too far off as he could feel his strength waning. Everything that was around him was gone, destroyed by Sol and Arum, Lyara and the others were dead, Taelas himself was dead.
"Lyara!" He growled trying very hard to keep his voice low, and not a howling plea. The dragoness did not stir, and so Taelas pushed her weakly with a paw, he would have been much more forceful, but his strength would not come to him no matter how much he tried to muster it.
Nevertheless it was enough to wake her up. The silver scaled beauty nodded her head slightly, and furled her brow, her sleep was being disturbed, and she was none too happy about it. The dragoness' lids opened slightly, and slowly revealing luscious crimson irises. The orbs slowly came into focus her pupils adjusting to the dim light in the room, as the dragoness shakily pushed herself up to a sitting position. Noting the movement Taelas could tell that she was more than just tired something had happened, something that had drained her of energy.
"Taelas you're up." Lyara said staring at him groggily, shocked at the sight. "And already standing." She added as the purple dragon got up on all fours.
"Lyara, I really hope that you can explain all of this to me." Taelas said looking around the room still astonished.
"What do you mean?" The dragoness asked taking a quick survey of their surroundings as well, to ensure that nothing was out of place.
"I mean that all of this was destroyed. You…you were dead." Taelas explained making the silver dragoness cringe as he spat the words. "I saw you die, Arum killed you." The dragon paused for a moment, seeming to calm down slightly. "And then he killed me."
"Have you lost yo- The dragoness stopped midsentence her eyes lighting up as she seemed to remember something important. Suddenly she took a deep breath and stared at the floor for a moment, collecting her thoughts.
"What? What is it?" Taelas asked his curiosity forcing his tongue.
"Taelas, that wasn't real. None of what you saw was real." Lyara said calmly. The purple dragon actually began to laugh at this, Lyara couldn't tell if it was from happiness or if the dragon was simply going insane, it was quiet likely after what she had done to him, a calculated and necessary risk in her mind.
"Taelas." She said silencing the purple drake's chortling. "Taelas all of that was a dream. All of it, you were told that you had been in a coma for three months, correct?" Taelas stared at her hard, suddenly unmoving, before he nodded in response. "Then you saw the city in flames, Sol and Arum destroying everything, and then you woke up."
Up until the last bit of her sentence Taelas had been bobbing his head up and down slowly like a child, but then he suddenly stopped himself.
"No, I didn't wake up." Taelas said. "I died."
"No, the dream should have ended it should have been a short five minute sight." Lyara said confused.
"Are you saying that you were the one who gave me this dream?" Taelas asked cocking his head to the side just slightly, his mind putting the pieces together slowly.
Lyara stared at the dragon for a moment unsure of what to say, fear coursing through her body. It took her a while before she nodded the gesture so small that if Taelas had blinked he would have never known she did it.
At that moment Taelas became enraged, his whole body quivering in anger. The dragon roared loudly shaking the house, and sending chills down Lyara's spine. Before she could scramble away however the dragon caught her clasping her neck in his shadowy claws.
"Do you know what I had to see?" The dragon yelled. "I watched my home being destroyed; I saw my race become extinct!" The dragon paused for a moment as he felt suddenly woozy, but the feeling passed almost as quickly as it had come. "I was told that everything that had happened, every life lost; every city destroyed was my fault." He said in almost a whisper. "I was told that my parents had died. But worst of all I watched as you and everyone else that I have ever held dear died, killed by an onslaught of monsters!"
"Taelas I understand, but you need to calm down." Lyara said feeling the dragon's chocking claws cupping her neck and squeezing the oxygen out of her body.
"Calm down?" The dragon asked as if the question were absurd. "Calm down? If you had seen what I did then you would-
In midsentence Taelas simply stopped talking, his grasp on Lyara loosening as he suddenly collapsed on the floor, asleep once more. Lyara rubbed her neck as she felt air flow back into her lungs.
"Lyara what is going on in here? I heard Taelas' voice." Aria said from the doorway.
"He woke up." Lyara explained, staring at the dragon's body. "Momentarily."
"It sounded like he was yelling." Aria said moving across the room to move her brother who was lying in an odd position. The ice dragoness moved his body slightly putting him in a much more comfortable position.
"He, he was." Lyara said trying to think of a way she could explain the situation.
"Well, you were here what did he yell about?" Aria asked turning from her brother and back to the dragoness, she had been to sidetracked to notice the dragoness' hesitation but now she was beginning to catch on as he stared at the silver creature.
She still didn't really trust her. Lyara had simply shown up and she was quiet the strange dragoness. She was always talking to herself, as if a madness had overtaken her. Her grasp of the common things in the world were very rough, but the strangest thing that Aria had noted was that she claimed to be a goddess. Lyara had not made this claim to her of course, but Ivarik had informed her of what the dragoness had said during their first meeting.
As the dragoness fidgeted nervously Aria grew impatient. Taking a few steps forward the dragoness moved right into the goddess' face. "What did my brother say? So help me if you did something to him, I will make you regret it.
Lyara stared back at the now fuming dragoness, a frightened look on her face. She was in no shape to fight. Ever since she had confronted Sol and Arum she had been drained of her strength. Sol and Arum's combined attack, and then her tampering with Taelas' dreams had drained her of what little she had left.
"I think he was just having a nightmare." Lyara said still trying to hide the truth.
"If you had lead with that I would believe you." Aria said in an accusatory tone.
"What do you want from me?" Lyara asked. "If you don't believe me then what am I to tell you?"
"I want you to tell me the truth, not once has Taelas ever woken up screaming." Aria said.
"He has been through a traumatizing event." The dragoness argued.
"Fine, then what did he say?" Aria asked determined to get some sort of answer from her.
"He yelled about…" Lyara paused for a moment as she debated with herself on telling the truth of not. Her decision fell in somewhat of a grey area. "He was angry at me it seemed. He was yelling about Sol and Arum, a nightmare, as I said before. It was mostly gibberish nothing coherent."
Aria narrowed her eyes scanning the dragoness for anything that would signify her lying.
"Answer me this, what would I have to gain from lying to you?" Lyara asked, leaving Aria in thought. "Please, I need my sleep; I promise that I have told you the truth."
"If you touch him, you won't be forgiven. I only trust you because Ivarik tells me to." Aria said pushing her head forward so that she was inches from the dragoness' face. "Bring him any ill, and you won't live to see the sunset." She said pushing Lyara back down to the ground.
The silver dragoness simply lay there as Aria turned and left the room. Once she had gone Lyara grunted slightly as she pushed herself back up to a sitting position. It was astounding even to herself how weak she was at the moment, never before had she felt so helpless. The dragoness looked to Taelas and raised a weak claw, tapping the dragon and pushing his body slightly, trying to wake him once more.
It only took a slight push to bring him from his resting state. The purple dragon's eyelids drew back like shutters, and his eyes darted back and forth restlessly. Turning his head the dragon saw Lyara who looked stunned again and Taelas jumped up standing before her.
"How do you have such energy?" Lyara gasped. "The vision should have drained you of physical strength as well, as if you had actually lived it."
Taelas wasn't listening as he snorted fire from his nostrils. "You are going to tell me what happened, what you did, why I saw the things that I saw. If you leave anything out, I swear I will find out, and you will regret your lies with your dying breath." The dragon hissed.
"Are all of your kind so vengeful and quick to kill?" Lyara asked, thinking back to Aria who seconds before had also threatened to hurt her as well.
Taelas however was in no mood to play. The dragons bladed tail whipped around with unnatural speed, coming to a sudden halt in Lyara's neck. The blade poked her scales, but did not break them or make her bleed. The dragoness gulped as she realized the sudden seriousness of the situation.
"I'm in no mood to play." Taelas said, breathing laboriously between each word, he may be acting tough but anyone with common sense could tell that the dragon was hardly in shape to do anything.
"Fine, I'll tell you, there isn't any need for force." Lyara said her eyes darting from the blade to Taelas. "Please, if you could just…" The dragoness trailed off as she slowly raised a paw, and pushed the dragon's tail away. To her surprise Taelas didn't react to her moving his tail away, although she did not question it.
"Do you remember the night that Sol and Arum attacked you?" The dragoness asked and Taelas nodded. "After almost killing you, they threw you into the city probably expecting that to do the job and send the dragons of this place a message, you smashed through a statue when you landed, I was surprised that you are still alive even now." The dragoness said.
"I remember it, vaguely." Taelas said slowly, the memory coming back more as a searing pain than an actual memory.
"You were knocked unconscious." Lyara said. "After that we brought you back here, your house I assume." She said looking around seemingly amazed at the room in which she had been resting.
"And?" Taelas pressed jogging the dragoness from her thoughts. He was already feeling his strength fade. He was finding it hard to stand as it was, and his vision was blurring occasionally. He shook the weakness from his body though, refusing to go without answers any longer.
"Once you were asleep I induced the vision, to show you what would happen if you would not act." Lyara said. "But something must have gone wrong as you obviously did not see what I intended for you to see. If I had to guess I would say that it is because you are a purple dragon, your mind and body being more resilient to mental attacks. Somehow you took the initial vision and changed it taking the scene further than I had intended."
"So you are saying that this is my fault?" Taelas asked.
"No, it is mine and I am sorry, if I would have known that this would happen I never would have given you the vision." Lyara explained quietly.
There was a pause between the two. Lyara was waiting to see what Taelas would say, and if he would forgive her or not. It took a few moments but eventually Taelas spoke.
"What gave you the impression that I would not act of my own accord?" Taelas asked.
"Most who would suffer a blow that you have given to them by gods no less would run scared." Lyara explained.
"I'm different from most then." Taelas said simply.
"So you didn't actually need the vision then?" Lyara asked feeling regret well up within her.
"Maybe you should ask before you tamper with people's minds." Taelas responded.
"I'm sorry, but I couldn't be sure. As I said most would run from this, and Sol and Arum are not something you can run from." Lyara said.
"Well if you're so intent on fixing this then how do you purpose that we do it?" Taelas asked.
"Me?" Lyara asked curiously, having no idea what Taelas was getting at.
"Yes, goddess you." Taelas said stressing on her self-proclaimed title.
"Ah, yes." The dragoness said turning away from Taelas. "I have something else to tell you as well."
"That you were making up the whole goddess thing for some strange need for attention?" Taelas asked sarcastically.
Lyara stared at him one brow raised. "You rattled that off a little too fast."
"I knew a girl once." Taelas explained. "She thought she had to make up reasons for others, like myself, to show interest in her." The violet dragon smiled slightly at the memory, until he noted Lyara's stare out of his peripherals. "But, I'm getting off topic." He said facing her once more.
"Yes. As I was saying I am a goddess, despite what doubts you may have. But Sol and Arum have done something to me. I can't seem to remember much else other than that small fact, and the last few nights."
"That seems like an awfully convenient story." Taelas said.
"My memory will return with time, I have already begun to remember small things. You however must learn to trust others Taelas. I may have lost my memory, but I can still remember fragments about you, your life, personality, hardships, and triumphs. I have watched you for many days."
"That is…" The dragon paused as he tried to think of the right words. "Strange."
"A being such as myself has need to watch over dragons like you Taelas." Lyara said her tone of voice akin to an elder's.
"A being such as yourself?" Taelas asked. "You make it sound as though you aren't a dragon." Taelas laughed. His laughter waned quickly though as he realized that Lyara was staring at him with a perfectly serious face. "You are a dragon, are you not?"
"I will answer your questions in time, but for now you must rest. This is a lot to take in, and despite your attempts to remain firm, I can see your strength fading." Taelas began to argue, but realized she was right as he almost fell over trying to move.
"No, I need more answers, you still have things that you haven't told me." Taelas argued weakly.
"Taelas if you don't sleep I will have to force you." The dragoness said standing up.
"What are you going to do?" Taelas asked.
"Sleep now, I will tell you more later." Lyara said stretching out a paw to his chest and touching him slightly. Taelas was suddenly reeling as he felt a sudden wave of exhaustion overcome him. It was much more than the dragon could handle in his current state of being and he dropped to the ground, asleep before he touched down.
Lyara looked at his now slumbering form with concern, as a parent would their child. Despite Taelas' forward attitude about fighting to save this world she hardly believed that he was serious, at least not as serious as he had stated. Time would tell as it always did though, and the dragoness was in no shape to rush it.
"Lyara." She heard from the doorway, her name grabbing her attention. The dragoness turned to see Syra standing in the doorway. The crimson dragoness did not live here, but in the brief time that Lyara had spent awake she realized that this one must spend most of her time with Taelas and Aria.
"What is it?" She asked as Syra stepped into the room.
"The others and I are about to eat, if you would like to join us. Some food would probably do you good."
"I think that you are probably right." Lyara said after a short pause, and she proceeded to walk shakily to meet the dragoness near the entrance end of the room.
"How has he been?" Syra asked to Lyara, her eyes on Taelas the whole time.
"I believe that he is getting better, much faster than I would have expected." Lyara answered.
"Purple dragons heal quickly; at least that's what Spyro says." Syra replied. "And how about you?" She asked turning to the silver dragoness. "Are you feeling better?"
"Slightly, I still feel worn." Lyara said.
"Well, take as much time as you need, you'll be safe here." Syra said with a smile.
Lyara felt the sincerity in her voice, but she couldn't help but laugh slightly at the comment. When Syra looked at her with curious eyes Lyara answered her question. "I won't be safe anywhere, but it is kind of you and your friends to take me in."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Syra asked as the dragoness slowly walked past her and towards the hallway.
"It means that you can't hide from gods, and you can't be safe when they are trying to kill you." Lyara explained.
"Sol and Arum have not attacked us yet." Syra argued.
"That is because we are in a large city, attacking would be like two of them going up against an army of foes."
"So we are safe then." Syra confirmed.
"Perhaps, at least until they summon an army of their own." Lyara answered leaving the dragoness looking stunned.
"Summoned?" She uttered.
"They probably already started bringing minions here, terrible creatures really, but come it's time to eat." Lyara said ending the conversation in a sweet tone.
Sol and Arum starred at the portal that hovered before them the area simply ripping into a hole in the very world. The black twisting nether on the other side would seem foreboding to any other, but to Sol and Arum it was home. It was a darker part of convexity than any other, a place that had turned the two into the twisted visages that they now were.
Just behind the two massive dragons stood Xranik, Valas, Malik, and Katrina. The four leaders of the cult stood in awe at the large gateway before them. After Sol and Arum had returned from their encounter with Lyara and Taelas they both began to ignore everyone else. It was only the previous night that Xranik had finally managed to get a word out of Sol, he seemed to approach him more often due to the fact that he was less volatile than his brother. Despite this he was just as cruel and angry; it just didn't show through his blindingly white scales.
The two gods were apparently trying to open a gateway back to convexity, to call reinforcements.
"Why might I ask do you need reinforcements?" Xranik asked approaching the two larger dragons from behind. He appeared as a nagging child would to its parents. His voice dulled by the stature of the two before him.
"We need reinforcements because you…" Arum paused to turn around his voice booming now. "you and your incompetent race have let Lyara escape!"
As Xranik fumbled for a response Arum continued to speak. "Who was responsible for this failure.
Xranik stepped back after that allowing one of his lieutenants to step forward. Malik came forward staring straight at Arum unflinching. "My dragons were in charge of apprehending Lyara."
"They failed!" Arums shouted his voice being heard miles away from their position.
"Give us another chance and surely we can catch her." Malik said trying to keep calm but not doing a very good job.
"Another chance you say." Arum replied. "Perhaps I could give you another chance but what if you were to fail us again?"
"I promise you that I would not, I cannot." Malik said.
"And why can you not do that?" Arum asked slyly.
"Because, failure is intolerable." Malik said, not thinking about what he had said until it was too late.
"You are correct dragon, failure is intolerable." Arum said with a smile before he swept his tail around stabbing Malik in the back, the massive blade leaving an enormous gash. Malik coughed hardly realizing his fate before the life left his body, his blood slowly draining out onto the grass.
"Failure is intolerable." Arum said turning to Xranik. "Remember this."
It took a long time for Xranik to finally say something. "One dragoness cannot possibly be enough to turn the scales." The dragon argued weakly. He was doing well to ignore the fact that one of his best fighters had just been murdered in cold blood, for a mistake that his minions had made. Under any other circumstances Xranik would have been outraged, but if he were to act out he too would be killed.
"No, not dragoness." Sol said turning to face them as well. "You think that just because she takes your form she is one of you?"
"But she is, isn't she?" Xranik asked innocently.
"Just because she takes on a form that is akin to your own does not mean that she is one of you." Sol explained.
"Then what is she exactly?" Xranik asked.
"She is a beast, a paradox within herself." Arum explained.
"A twisted creature made of light and dark, and capable of world-wide destruction. She could end you in an instant." Sol said softly but threateningly mere inches from Xranik's face, his breath coursing around him like the wind.
"If she is almighty capable of so much then why have none of us ever heard of her?" Xranik said asking the question that all of the dragons present were thinking.
"It is none of your concern." Arum hissed, taking offense to the question for an unknown reason.
"If she is our enemy I think that we deserve to know. We brought you here after all." Xranik said.
"You may have helped us to get to this world, but we no longer need you. The sheer fact that you are still alive is out of good will. Repayment for your help, such kindness is a rare gesture by us."
"And it is a kindness that we would have no trouble recalling, that is if you so truly wish to die?" Sol said grinning evilly.
"Fine." Xranik said chocking on the words.
"Lyara is a creature that you should leave to us." Arum said turning back to the massive black portal as the first large plasma skinned creature emerged. "You and your cult would just serve as fodder for her."
Lyara stared at the food on the table before her. The silver dragoness ate, but not nearly as much as any of the others, her appetite was missing for reasons that she could not explain.
"Lyara." The black dragoness' voice brought her head up from her meal. "You aren't eating, would you like something else?"
"No, it tastes fine, I'm just not hungry." Lyara replied quickly.
"Nonsense. You have hardly eaten in three days, you must be hungry." Spyro argued.
"I don't eat very much." Lyara said trying to laugh at her own words, so that the conversation didn't sound quite so serious.
"Alright, its fine if you don't feel like eating, just don't starve yourself." Spyro said.
"Noted." Lyara said nodding. After that word there was silence for a few moments all of the dragons eating in silence.
"Lyara, if you don't mind me asking, where are you from?" Spyro asked, making all of the younger dragons perk up, although they did well to hide their reactions as they looked to the dragoness for her answer.
"I am from…a far away place." She answered as she stumbled with her own words.
"Specifically?" The purple dragon asked as he pried for an answer.
"A small town off of the coast of the Azure Rift Ocean, and near to the forests of Violetmere." The dragoness explained after a split-second of thought. "We called the town Selance."
The names and places stunned the younger dragons as they had hardly heard of anything outside the area of Warfang. The world was much bigger than they imagined, but outsiders were a rarity, and due to Lyara's nature they had to wonder if she was even telling the relative truth. First she had claimed to be a goddess now she was speaking of far off towns, it was apparent to them that it would be tough to pin down this dragoness' story.
"Selance." Spyro said thinking for a moment, the name ringing a familiar tone in his mind. "That is across the continent, and-
"North of here, yes. The winters were not to my liking." Lyara said finishing his thought.
"I must ask." Cynder said interjecting. "How and why would you come all this way to Warfang?"
"To find something, and to keep two dragons to from making a big mistake." The dragoness explained.
"Sounds secretive." Spyro said.
"I choose to keep my business private. I am sorry if that upsets you, I do not mean to be secretive." Lyara apologized. Realizing that the dragons were going to continue asking questions the dragon chose to take her leave, her limited memory would not serve her well if they continued to speak with her. She had remembered the bit about Selance only seconds before she spoke it, pure luck and she thanked her ancestors for it.
"I am feeling tired, if you do not mind I will leave now." The dragoness said.
"Please stay here as long as you need, we would not want to send you out before you are ready."
"Thank you, your kindness is great. I'm afraid I have no way to repay you however."
"Repayment?" Spyro asked laughing. "If I were asking for that it would not be hospitality."
"My thanks then." Lyara said smiling meekly, and giving a slight bow before proceeding upstairs.
As the dragoness left Ivarik, Syra, and Aria looked at each other as they continued to finish their meals. Spyro looked at Cynder and made sure that the silver dragoness was out of earshot.
"Something is wrong with her." He said as soon as she had gone, the plain statement catching everyone's attention not just Cynder's.
"Spyro! Why would you say that?" She asked.
"Think about it Cynder. Salence? Do you remember anything about that place?" Spyro asked as he watched the black dragoness shake her head. "It was destroyed, the dragons killed, rogue apes from Malefor's reign had sieged the town. It happened ten years ago."
"Then she escaped and has been living on her own." Cynder suggested.
"No dragon that young could live for that long. Especially not in the wilds around Salence, it was and still is a gruesome place."
"So what would you make of her story?" Cynder asked.
Spyro never got a chance to respond as there was a short and sharp rap on the front door. Cynder shrugged as Spyro went to answer it. Aria watching curiously, rarely did they have any visitors.
Spyro drew back the door to find two other dragons his own age. They were guards; it was obvious by their shiny metallic armor.
"What is it?" Spyro asked.
"We came to tell you, because we knew that you hadn't heard. It's about Taelas and Ridan." He said.
"It's been decided they want to take Taelas into custody."
"What? He deserves a full trial!" Spyro growled.
"We know Spyro. We simply came to tell you, others should be here to pick him up soon, to take him away." The guard paused for a moment. "We are sorry, especially because of what happened to him a few days ago, we just wanted you know before they come here, so that you could have some time."
"Thank you both for telling me, if you don't mind though I would like to go to see to my son." Spyro said as the others nodded, understanding completely.
When the purple dragon closed the door and turned back around he found Cynder standing before him.
"You can't let them take him." She said on the verge of tears.
"Taelas, wake up right now!" Aria said scrambling to the dragon's body and shaking him awake.
"What, what, what?" The dragon asked groggily shaking his head around as he tried to steady his vision.
"They are coming to take you, we need to leave now." Aria said moving to Lyara who was lying down, only a few feet away eyes now open wide. "Lyara you are coming too." She said catching the dragoness' attention.
"Who is coming to get me?" Taelas asked forcing his weak body up.
"The guards, they still think that you killed Ridan." Aria explained pulling a reluctant Lyara up from the floor.
"So what you want to run?" Taelas asked.
"Run, or you will be put in jail, and you won't be coming out any time soon." Aria said. The dragoness didn't know what, but that idea seemed to trigger something within Taelas enough to get a reaction, as he suddenly went stone-faced. The dragon looked to Lyara who starred back at him nodding.
"We have to leave then." Taelas said.
"Not to disagree but weren't you against this just a moment ago?" Syra said butting into the conversation.
"I have good reasons, I can assure you, but for now we have to leave." The dragon said. "Syra, I don't expect you to come, in fact I don't want any of you to come, you aren't in trouble and if you come with me they will accuse you all too."
"Save it Taelas, we are going with you." Syra said looking to the others in turn who nodded.
"We can take care of ourselves, now let's go." Aria said moving towards the balcony across the room.
As the others moved in turn Lyara seemed to appear in front of Taelas, as if out of thin air. "You must learn to trust your friends Taelas let them help you, or else your pride will be your undoing."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Taelas asked as the dragoness walked away from him.
"I have lived more lives than you could know young one, I suggest you take the advice, and be happy to have friends who would follow you in such dark times. Now come, we must go." She said leaping out off of the balcony and into the night sky.
The dragon approached the balcony and took one last look back at his room, his home. "Mom, dad I'm sorry, I will see you again I promise, this is just something that I have to do, forgive me for leaving, please." The dragon whispered sadly as he leapt into the air, and away from his home.