Well, here is the second to last installment of Light in the Darkness, And once again, it is a bit shorter than i had hoped. I am excited to see what certain readers will have to say about this one, cuz they were a little disappointed with the last battle chap. well, without further ado, here it is, Her Voice Resides. Enjoy! R&R!
Her Voice Resides
Spyro sat in horror over his mate's body, watching as the slow, ghastly grip of death began to overtake her. The purple dragon sobbed over Cynder's wounded frame, straining to keep his fury from rising to unmanageable levels. Resentment mixed with sorrow leaked out of his mind, making Cynder, wounded as she was, very nervous.
The chosen dragon dropped his head to the black dragoness's chest, the breaths of his love growing shorter and more labored. Her voice cracked out from her pain, whispering words of comfort to her dragon that he didn't hear.
Our time is ending, I feel it's only just begun
And I'm frustrated, I can't believe you're not the one
My ears are bleeding, her voice resides inside my head
And now I'm choking, release this noose around my neck!
Spyro watched as his dragoness's chest rose and fell, and then it suddenly stopped, leaving a hole deep within his heart. He spun away from his love's form and ran deep within the caves that she had once called home. He ran to the farthest point from sunlight, searching for relief amongst the darkness. His mind felt like it was falling apart; being ripped into pieces by his sense of loss.
Will I just fall to pieces?
Or am I all right?
To iron out my creases, you must lacerate me 'til they're gone
Spyro let fresh tears trace their way down his purple scales, feeling the warmth of his love leaving his heart. He collapsed to the stone, letting the hard impact jar his brain around in his skull, keeping the shadow at bay within his soul. "I'm sorry, Cynder. I couldn't keep you safe. I'm sorry."
These are my final words to you
I know you're listening, can you hear me
The time has come to say goodbye
These are my final words, to you
Outside, Pyre padded elegantly over to the still form of Cynder, leaning down to whisper softly in her ear, "Now is not your time, Cynder." The red dragoness closed her eyes and placed a paw on Cynder's head. "Breathe, Dark Queen. Your savior awaits you."
The clock is ticking, my heart is bursting through my chest,
And now I'm crying, the tears are pouring off my face,
The chair is creaking, Her voice resides inside my head,
And now it's over, You put this noose around my neck
Back in the cave, Spyro had closed his eyes, pictures of his life with Cynder haunting him. The purple dragon could hear her voice in his head, trying to calm and console him, but he was unreachable. Spyro felt nothing but the cold floor beneath him, letting its frigid touch chill his anger.
Will I just fall to pieces?
Or am I all right?
To iron out my creases, you must lacerate me 'til they're gone
Pyre stood back away from the black dragoness's frame. The supposedly dead dragoness shuddered, and then coughed twice. Pyre smiled and spoke quietly to Cynder. "Spyro needs you now; go to him. He is fading…" The red dragoness's eyes lowered to the ground as Cynder struggled to her paws. Once she had her balance, she dashed off into the caves in search of her lover.
These are my final words to you
I know you're listening, can you hear me
The time has come to say goodbye
These are my final words, to you
Spyro's muzzle was covered in tears as he set his mind adrift in the dark. He longed for his dragoness to be beside him, to be in his arms. Nothing else could bring him out of his current state; nothing but his love and he thought her to be dead.
Heaven, where is my angel?
I need her now, holding me
Heaven, where is my angel?
I need her now, holding me tonight
Cynder rushed through the dank passages, tears dripping off the end of her nose as she ran. Spyro, my love, where have you gone? She drove herself faster until no more light was visible. There, lying in the corner of the darkest section of the caves, was Spyro.
Now!
Will I just fall to pieces?
Or am I all right?
To iron out my creases, you must lacerate me 'til they're gone
Cynder strode forward to her mourning lover, brushing against his muzzle with her own. The purple dragon's eyes shot open and he looked up into the sparkling emerald orbs. "Cynder?" he asked.
Cynder nodded, letting her tears fall onto the cold floor. Spyro cried out in happiness and leaned forward to press his lips against hers. The tears streamed off of both of their cheeks, turning from streams of sorrow, to ones of joy.
These are my final words to you
I know you're listening, can you hear me
The time has come to say goodbye
These are my final words, to you
Their time was not over, it had only just begun.
CHEEZY!! yeah i know that line is cliche, but it fits so LIVE WITH IT! and i have one thing to say. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW GIVEN?! lol, i wrote this one as i had planned to from the beginning, which amazes me cuz nothing else went as planned in this series! well, i'm as anxious as you are to get the next chap posted, cuz i love what happens.....sorta. it's epic, that's all i can say for now. until then,
Laters!
