A Dragon's Regret

Chapter 5: The One Who Devours All

Chapter 5: The One Who Devours All.

The dragon sat on his hunches in the room that houses the sphere that had housed his love for so long, his massive form curled around the unicorn's ethereal one, his claws gently cradling the sphere of light that was now her spirit. Her color shifted from the deep purple of forgiveness to the tranquil blue of contentment, a silent testament to the peace she had found within his embrace. The room, once a prison of cold, sterile energy, now resonated with the warmth of their rekindled love, casting shadows that danced with the flickering of  her aura. The dragon's gleaming eyes, glistening with unshed tears of happiness and remorse, never left hers, the intensity of his gaze a silent promise that he would never let her go again. The unicorn's spirit, a beacon of light in the darkness, nestled closer, her eyes fluttering shut as she basked in the warmth of his love. The sanctum's air grew thick with emotion, the very fabric of the room seeming to hold its breath in anticipation of their next move. The dragon felt the gentle pulse of her spirit against his scales, the warmth of her love filling him in a way that no feast ever could. He again knew that the road ahead was fraught with challenges, but with her by his side, he was ready to face them all. For in the end, it was not the hunger of his stomach that had driven him, but the insatiable yearning of his heart for the one he had lost.

Her spirit's color shifted from the tranquil blue of contentment to a vibrant orange of confusion as she finally grew content enough to take in the unfamiliar surroundings of the sanctum. The metal walls and gleaming surfaces of the chamber were a stark contrast to the organic warmth of the forest she had known. Her eyes, once closed in the bliss of the dragon's embrace, snapped open to take in the unyielding structure that once contained her. The sphere she had emerged from was a silent sentinel of the unnatural world she now found herself in. 

The dragon watched her reaction with a mix of hope and trepidation.

"What is this place?" the unicorn's spirit asked, her voice a soft whisper that seemed to carry the weight of a thousand unspoken words.

The golden dragon looked into the unicorn's emerald eyes and spoke with a gentle rumble, his voice resonating through the room, "This sanctum is as much a mystery to me as it is to you. I was brought here by the same forces that brought your spirit into that sphere." He gestured towards the gleaming metal and glass contraption in the middle of the room that had been her cradle for so long. 

The unicorn's spirit looked at him with a mix of wonder and concern, her eyes focusing on the hexagon device embedded in his chest. It had a set of lips, pulsing in sync with his words. "How is it that you speak?" she asked, her voice filled with a hint of awe. "Dragons don't talk."

The dragon gazed at the hexagon device in his chest, a puzzled expression crossing his features. "I do not know," he murmured, his thoughts translated into the language they were speaking by the object of their attention. "This...instrument here, it interprets my thoughts, allowing me to speak and comprehend as you do. It's been an enlightening experience, for dragons such as I do not possess the gift of words. Our kind communicates through feelings and the dance of flame." His golden eyes searched hers, seeking understanding. "But now, with you here, I can share my thoughts, my fears, and my love in ways I never thought possible."

The unicorn's spirit nuzzled into the dragon's embrace, the warmth of her affection bringing a gentle curve to his mouth. 

However, the serpents' sudden appearance in the chamber, their black forms slithering through the door with an eerie grace, brought a shiver to her ethereal form. The crimson aura of Red and the emerald glow of Green swirled around them, a stark contrast to the serene scene of the reunited lovers. The dragon, sensing her horror, tightened his hold around her, his fiery gaze locking onto the serpents with a mix of defensiveness and wariness. "Do not be afraid," he assured her, his voice a soothing rumble. "These are the Eternal Flame Serpents, the guardians of this sanctum. They have brought us together and will guide us through the final trials." The serpents hovered before them, their auras of color pulsing with an intensity that seemed to echo the rhythm of their hearts. The dragon's eyes never left the serpents, his mind racing as he anticipated their next move. The sanctum, once a silent witness to his pain, now thrummed with the potential of new beginnings and the unspoken challenges that awaited them.