The Maleforian Pact.Who are we?
We are the Darkness, in the world of Light
We are the Hatred, when you're blinded by Love.
We are the Evil, when Good is your path.
We are Doubt, when you know what is true.
We are fire, never extinguished.
We are the eyes of Malefor, and we'll see your end...
TLoS LM 40: Cave of Horrors.* * *
We continue our story with Olivia and Eve. Who fell alseep in the living room, watching various Mankind movies on surprisingly modern Tv (Which Cystal had bought for her parents for their birthday, it was newer than any of the tvs in Cystal's own home!)...
"Eve, Ollie. Girls, you have to get up now..." Came the gentle voice of Glayseeya, who nudge them with her snout.
"Uhh... What? Oh..." Eve was the firt to wake up (it was easier for her, as she was being slept on by Olivia). "Hey! Ollie! Get off me!"
With her hind paws, Eve pushed the blue dragoness over her side, causing her to slip off the sofa and onto the floor.
"Hey!" Olivia spat. "I was having a really nice dream... about... something..." she then groaned. "Oh... I think I ate too much last night..."
"Yeah, I think you did too." Eve smirked. "How much was it? A pizza, two tubs of ice cream, a box of doughnuts and a tuna and sweetcorn bagel. Yep, you ate too much." Eve then realised
TLoS LM 36: "Die Lebe..." pt2.* * *
Meanwhile, Spyro had just woken up, cynder had considered it a good idea to let him sleep for a while...
"Spyro!" she called out as he woke.
"Oh... Hey Cynder..." he sighed.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it..."
She jumped onto the bed, and lay next to him.
"You can tell me..."
"I don't want to..."
"NO." the purple dragon spat, he then snorted. "Fine, I've been thinking..." he then grew sad again. "It's... It's too hard. It hurts... Loving you while you can't love me back..."
"But..." Cynder protested, a horrible feeling growing in the pit of her gut.
"I mean, you have the mind of a child, Cynder..." he continued. "You're not... you. The dragoness I know. And I love her, and..."
Cynder felt a lump in her throat. "You don't love me?" she croaked.
"It's not like that..." the purple dragon sighed.
"Then what is it like!?!" She cried.
"You don't love me!" he shouted, sitting up. "You can't. You thin
TLoS LM 35: "Die Lebe..." pt1.* * *
When the three dragons flew to the Ixeniejir household, it became apparent Eve wasn't there. However, this was shrugged off as both Ddraig and Cystal decided that Eve was staying with Olivia and her grandparents...
Ddraig unlocked the front door, and invited the two dragonesses inside. IT was rather quiet inside the house. Spyro hadn't been himself since Cynder was cursed.
"You go see to Spyro..." Ddraig told Cynder. "I think Cystal may need something to drink..."
"But you don't keep alcohol in the house." Cynder responded.
"Did I mention alcohol?" Ddraig smirked...
Cystal sat herself down in one of the chairs in the main living room. She marveled at the sheer size of the one room alone, which was the size of the entire of the first floor of her house.
After a brief while away. Ddraig finally returned, carrying two clear glasses of a steaming, purple drink. He offered one to the blue dragoness, then sat down beside her.
"What is this stuff