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☽ 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 ☾ @aithynne
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑, 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆. 〝 C'mon SEREN! 〞 Spyro chuckled, 〝 It will be fun! 〞 Spyro playful grin grew. 〝 The WIND CURRENTS are really strong here, it's gonna be so fun! 〞
It just felt right to experience this change with him. That after everything they sacrificed in order to save the world, Cynder and Spyro had earned getting to bask in the peace they made. Making their way down the mountain side, the bright sun warms dark scales. Stepping closer to her companion, the wind dragon tentatively nuzzles her cheek to vibrant purple scales. "I'm happy that we made it out of that mess, together."
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. Wings spread as far as they could, catching the wind beneath as they descended the mountainside. Ever so gently did his paws met the earth once more, landing in the valley. Soft blades of grass were a much welcomed changed to the charred earth of MALEFOR'S creation. His eyes came to a close, returning the gesture. 〝 Yeah.... Me too, 〞 He spoke softly, as if fearing his voice would disrupt the peace of the valley. 〝 I'm forever THANKFUL to have you by my side. 〞