Pixal and the Dragon Of Night

Eternal Sleep on the Snow

Author's Note: Yes This chapter might as well be sad but to the Pixane Fans I say it is sad but beautiful at the end! This story has almost come to an end! So Yeah Might let you know what I might write next. So Yeah we have got a few to go!
Today's Instrumental Music is Joy Turn To Sadness/A Growing Personality by Michael Giacchino, I have listened to this from 1:34 to 4:32 and it fits well with one of the bits in this chapter!

Pixal POV

It has been about 10 years after Zane's death and I became less motivated and my systems just went lower.

I kept going to Zane's burial and telling him about my day,

I sometimes brought flowers or charms that reminded me of him.

I smiled when I thought about him but it also made me break from how he isn't here anymore,

But I told myself that he is free and with his father.

But as the years passed by I grew weaker I was unable to walk or be motivated or to do things I wanted when I was a young Nindroid.

I just drifted off to space every time I sat down,

I just closed my eyes and imagined my past when the ninja was here and Master Wu was here as well.

I remember myself as a young adult still learning about the world,

But now I have grown so awfully old and I am unable to do the things I used to.

I have lost everything,

I am alone,

One Day I was outside under the big cherry blossom tree.

It was so huge, it covered the whole monetary like a roof,

I closed my eyes thinking about the ninja who sadly passed hundreds of years ago.

I hear a little familiar growl,

I turn to see Ester making a gentle growl.

"Your back," I say as I smile,

He purrs and snuggles around me and lets me pat his head.

I smile and see how old he has become,

He now looks much bigger than I last saw him before.

He also looked white and there were holes in his wings,

He looked exhausted as just as I was.

I smile and pats his head and enjoyed his presence,

Years passed by and I grew older and older and my systems started to rust up.

Soon it has been 200 years since the death of Zane and I have grown so weak and tired that I stayed at one stop the entire time.

I stayed in the front of the monastery with Ester and drifted off the space,

Though, I still felt lonely and broken inside.

One day it was the evening and I was wearing a white dress, I just wanted to bring back a few memories hundreds of years ago when me and the ninja had fun dancing.

I had my Father's glasses curled around my fingers just to remind me of my father who was a good man.

It was snowing and I am used to the cold but the dress I wore kept me nice and warm,

I was feeling so awfully tired and I needed some sleep even though I slept every night.

As night came upon Ninjago, I thought to myself that I need a walk just to get my thoughts out.