Kirozine || Revenge

His mind was empty as he embraced his mate, squeezing her body closer to his own. The eggs that were in the nest were gone. They were nowhere to be seen and his mate who was now in his grasp had tried to protect her hatchling to her last breath. He was silent, time did not exist. He had no idea how long he held his mate, memories of the past flowed and collided with the harsh reality of the present.

After a whole night, he finally decided he had to do something, a sacred rite to honor his mate and her soul that was still bound. His red eyes looked at the entrance of the cave, his bronze scales shone in the dawn’s rising sun. He gently lets his mate down on the stone floor and walks out of the caves on all four legs. He gathered sticks, and wood and even uprooted whole trees from their roots and carried it on his back to make a pyre.

The sun rose and circled around the sky before sinking towards the horizon. The pyre was built and Kyro had scratches all over his body, loose scales, and his body was exhausted from a whole day of work, hunger gnawed at him but he needed to do it. Kyro gathered his mate and laid her down on top of it. Miraz looked so peaceful on top of the pyre. Kyro nuzzled her snout a final time before he breathed into the pyre and lit the flames.

A raging living flame consumed his vision and the green-scaled body of Miraz, quietly weeping and mourning his loss. The bronze dragon watched the dancing flame, returning his mater’s life’s energy to the element from whence they came. He watched throughout the whole process until there were only ashes left. He was silent as he carefully and lovingly gathered up all the ash into his wing.

Kyro walked out to the cliff face and then moved his wing to let the wind take Miraz’s ashes and release them into the sky, letting the wind blow the ashes and fly as they had flown together. The ashes suddenly twirled around and danced across the sky as though it was waving farewell, and disappeared into the sky.

Through the tears, Kyro lightly smiled, Miraz will be at peace among the wind and in the sky. He looks up high in the sky, the stars filling the dark unending sky with a borealis dancing across the sky. The smile soon vanished, and a deep emptiness weighed him down. Miraz had taken a part from him.

Still, through the deep sadness, there was a hint of pride. Kyro couldn’t have asked for a better mate, Miraz was the only dragoness he had chosen, there was no one more worthy than her. She had died, trying to save her children. A mother will fight for her progeny. Stronger than the binding of nations, the dogma of bishops, or loyalty of soldiers, a mother will love her offspring. Even the ewes defend their labs, as do their fawns, the lioness her cubs.

Miraz would live on in a way, through Jaziro, the dragon god, and Razirv, the spirit of the wind. Alice and safe with Herasiay, the Matriarch of the first dragons. Kyro was certain of it, Miraz had been a worthy companion and a worthy mate.

She was all that a consort could ask for.

A deep thought, hidden away in Kyro’s mind came to the surface. And where were you Kyrozine, where were you when the humans came to take your hatchlings away, where were you as they murdered your mate? Were you out and protecting your pet humans? Kyro felt like he had been hit by a mountainside and staggered backward. "Please, get out of my head!"

You and your mate sheltered those lost humans, fed them and all they did was to kill your mate and steal your hatchlings away from their dying mother. They revealed the location of your home Kyrozine! They tried to sacrifice you, your mate, and your children for their own.

Kyro shook his head, his head hurt and his body felt like he was on fire, trying to make the madness stop, to leave his mind. "It hurts, stop!"

You knew that they were weak. You knew they were dangerous. Yet you fell for their pleading eyes, their sweet silver tongue because you thought you knew what you were doing. You thought you could show them kindness and enjoy their flattery and praise. They cast glamour on you and snared you because you wanted to believe. That’s what got you and everyone here. Everyone suffered because of your choices, your pride which brought everything you built down by your hubris, to feed your pride.

The great dragon heaved heavily and was trembling, shivering on the ground. The madness taking hold.

So, now that everything before you is in ashes, everything you have ever known is gone and betrayed by the very humans you thought you could control, thinking their nature was to worship you?

Kiro’s eyes blazed with fire as he stood back up on all fours. It was time to hunt some humans and end all their lives, no matter how much they begged for mercy. He needs to find his hatchlings and save them. He did not hear {{user}} behind him.