"Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world."
―Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
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Chapter 3 Revelations & The Session
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Glint found himself in another vision, this time it was colorless, and it didn't feel malevolent. What was this vision about this time? His questions were going to be answered soon. As the vision shifted to a battlefield, it was littered with bodies, dragons, trolls, apes, dreadwings, and moles.
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"Dragon of light, I do not want a lecture about my deeds. If I did, you would have been killed already. Your words are fruitless, I do not care about those I have slain." She replied impassively, her tone was indignant which suggested otherwise. The dragon backed away a few steps, sensing the rising tension as the dragoness moved forwards.. Glint didn't mistake her first three words, 'dragon of light'? Who was this dragon? He was another light dragon, but not his father, as far as he knew he didn't have any siblings.
"You haven't won the battle yet, I'm still standing. So, go ahead. Make your move. Cynder..." The dragon said fearlessly, he was ready to go down fighting. Glint blinked, Cynder? She was the Dark Master's servant? He realized he had forgotten Fynir's little lecture back in the cave.
"If you insist, I'll make it a slow and painful death for you." Cynder replied, she headed straight for him. Using her superior size and agility she flanked the dragon and brought her tail down, aiming for his sides. The dragon anticipated that and dodged, he charged a beam of light. Cynder hissed and let lose a torrent of shadow fire. The dragon had no choice but to absorb the hit. He felt his wings burn as they prevented his face from being singed. Once Cynder finished she repositioned herself to his left. The dragon shot his beam exactly where Cynder was going to be. He missed as she angled herself, the beam zipped pass her. She already one step ahead of the dragon. Cynder then launched herself towards the dragon knocking him down with a single push and placing her tail right by his throat within moments.
The two stared at each other for ages. "Well? What are you waiting for? The dragon said, he had been expecting his death.
Cynder kept her collective expression, "My master does not want you killed, unfortunately." She pressed the her tail down harder. "Your death would have been more symbolic, and it would be morale crusher for your side. Now, you're coming with me dragon!" Using the blunt edge of her tail she smacked the dragon hard enough to knock him out. Not giving him a chance to react. "Weakling, just like others." Cynder picked up the dragon, carrying his limp form, she took to the air and the vision shattered.
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Glint opened his eyes, he looked around briefly, his eyes darting around the room frantically. He had to speak to Cynder soon, what time was it? He gently got off his bed and walked to the window. He peered outside, the sun was rising, he heard very little noise, just the occasional chirping from birds. "Might as well explore the city," he said to himself quietly. Glint made his way down to the courtyard. He gazed ahead, there was three paths. He chose the one on the right, not giving it much thought.
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Illuminate (A Legend of Spyro Fanfiction)
FanfictionA lone dragon with an element long gone explores the world repaired by the purple dragon and he will slowly find history about his past, and his element. It does not come without trouble, an entity from the war with a misguided sense of justice seek...