( Strcngered 002 ) - Blog Posts

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.    〞