An ebony egg floats down the Silver River. Thrown into Spyro's shoes in more ways than one, can Cynder overcome what awaits? Did Ignitus make a mistake that will destroy the realms' last hope of salvation? More importantly, will Sparx shut up long enough for Cynder to get anything done? And where is Spyro; dead...or worse?

"Do you regret it? Saving them?" "Sometimes. Sometimes I want to be stupid and reckless and not care, but I can't. But caring hurts, and killing hurts. I don't know what hurts most. When I feel myself becoming a monster, how can I fight? But in the end, when I see all the blood flowing, how can't I?" (LOC-verse, takes place between ANB and NT/LitD)

Cynder's egg lies safe with the love of her surrogate parents. Spyro isn't so lucky. Damned by Ignitus' moment of weakness, he is left in the shackles of an army set on seeing him only as a tool of cold-blooded murder. Awaiting an unknown fate in the arms of the only mother he will ever know, they are left to seek comfort only from each other... And the most unlikely source of all.

Shadows lengthen and Cynder's problems multiply. She's whisked away from frail peace again all too soon as the Eternal Night looms on the horizon. Can she overcome the shadows, both of the Dark Master and herself, before Malefor's night taints the realm forever? (Previously called Shadow of the Eternal Night)

Peace. Torn to shreds, as delicate as glass... Cynder was grateful for the peace she had found, but suddenly she's in a land and form she doesn't know or trust- and the peace in this new land is just as close to breaking. Full summary inside.