These two have conjoined lore!! (
warning: super super long)
"The moment the sadness comes for you, you mustn't follow it"
A cold, but sunny afternoon invited Vis to go for a walk. He loves walking, because then he gets to see all of the flowers and animals. Today turned out to be quite different for him. While he was walking he was interrupted by a strange entity. It looked like the thing that took both of his parents. This thing was real, it was here for him. Vis should have stayed away, but you know how the saying goes...
It seemed like the entity was waiting for him to follow. While he was trailing this thing, he started to scope it out. It looked to be dripping, but nothing was left where it walked, except a strange weighing feeling. It was almost like all of the sadness and pain in the world was this thing. It was cold, so very cold. Viserion was a very cheerful being, but this thing took everything happy way from him and left all of his hurt with him. Why was he so inclined to follow this sadness...? Maybe it was because this pain was somehow addicting...comforting, even.
Vis followed the creature for a while, until it stopped and spoke to him. It spoke in riddles, but Vis understood it so clearly. It screamed at him, but was talking normally at the same time.
"WE HAVE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR A VERY LONG TIME NOW, VISERION. YOU HAVE QUITE THE NACK FOR BEING OKAY WITH YOUR EXISTENCE. THIS MAKES YOU ONE OF US. IF YOU WILL NOT TURN QUIETLY, WE WILL MAKE YOU."
He didn't know what to say, he doesn't want to be like this thing taking hurt wherever it goes. It seemed like the thing in front of him understood. They came from all over. There were so many of them that they blocked out the light. Viserion could feel his limbs mold into something strange and his heart stopped beating. How was he still alive?!
Then he woke up... was it really a dream? He stumbled to his mirror, it was covered in ice for some strange reason. His entire body shook, he scraped the ice off the mirror and looked into it. His eyes were black, they were dripping black ooze. He opened his mouth, more of that black ooze dripped. His teeth, now jagged and sharp. His claws sharpened enough to cut through bone. He screamed, speaking in that entity's strange tongue, WHAT DID THEY DO TO ME?!
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It's been 3 years since that incident. Viserion has been on the run and hasn't stopped yet. What is he running from? Himself? The Shades that plagued him? What was he running from...? However, we all know that saying that you can't outrun your problems...
It was cold outside. Cold and Dark, "I can relate.." Vis snarled quietly to himself. It was almost time for him to change. That was the worst part, the change was painful every time. Even though he can partially control it. His bones cracked and his spines raised up. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he was fully Shade-Touched and didn't have to go through this agony every single night. Although... it must be even worse for a fully Shade-Touched dragon. "I believe there is one in Nareguuelle..." he silently trailed off. Vis was speaking about the dragon known as Tainted. "she must really be Shade-Touched, assuming by her name..." Sometimes Vis wishes he hadn't judged her so heavily before he met her. She has gone through so much. When he met her, they just clicked. Maybe it was that The Shade took both of their lives and loved ones. They got to know each other very well. Even after The Shades took her mate and she swore she would never love anything again; her and Vis became lovers. They both have intense feelings that this time, it will work out. The Shades might be less inclined to take one of them, as they are both The Shade's puppets. And we all know that puppeteers are nothing without their strings.
Regardless, The Shade still took their children... the last one that they took, they left a note addressed to Tainted, it was written in their own tongue. Vis could't understand it fully, so Tainted translated:
NO MATTER HOW MANY KIN YOU HAVE, WE WE'LL TAKE THAT MANY MORE. YOU ARE ONLY PERMITTED TO THE ONES THAT HAVE BEEN TRANSFERRED THE SHADE. CURRENTLY, ONLY CRISIUX REMAINS.
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Tainted has never wanted to give up on trying to keep an entire nest from The Shade. "One step at a time, my darling." She didn't seem to hear him, as she was pacing and mumbling words to herself.
"I think I got it." She untangled herself and looked up at Vis "What if we send one of our children that won't be Shadetouched to one of our allies?"
"I suppose we could try..." He trailed off, trying to find the right words. When the time came to hatch their nest, they sent their daughter to live with another clan. So far, it seemed to have worked. Crux has been writing them letters telling about how she's been and how it is living with another clan. She recently found out that her and Crisux were living in the same place. When Tainted was given this news, her dead eyes lit up. They physically shown with light. They were like the Sun and all of her glory. Just absolutely stunning.
Pitter patter, pitter patter, the lovely sound of rain falling softly to earth. At least, the sound of rain is usually lovely. I suppose nothing is lovely while you're trapped in a coffin.
It was the shift of winter into spring, that still cold and rainy month. I was pacing back and forth, thinking. Then I heard an ear shattering boom coming from the night sky. It all happened so fast, the Shades grabbed me and took me to a dark and dreary place. After three days, I woke up. I was stuck in the dark, in a cramped coffin. I slowing lifted the lid and jumped out- well fell out. I peered around the room while my eyes adjusted to the darkness. While I was looking something caught my eye, I made my way toward it. It was a wall with hastily scrawled words that read: WE NEED YOUR BODY. I suddenly heard the scrapping of claws along the sandstone walls, Shades came at me from every crevasse of the room. They started pushing their ghostly figures through my chest, after the sixth one my vision went black.
This time I awoke in my home. I felt...different. All I could feel was coldness and emptiness. I sprinted to my old, cracked mirror. To my horror, my entire body was covered in black veins.
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Over the course of 12 years I've been trying to live a normal life. I moved from 3 different places, then I found someone. He was kind and nurturing. I told him what I was, he never minded and I was thankful. But I should have known, good things are always taken away from me...
It was a strangely cold night, as it was never cold where we were living. Cyprinus and I were talking and laughing... You see, The Shade do not like their puppets to be happy. I angered them and they took everything from me, again. They took him and my children. They took them all, but one. Crisiux was the last of our children. But I couldn't handle it. The Shade took my love away from me, ME! My eyes changed to the homeless black I've always known, the liquid started dripping out of my mouth. And I screamed at him, I swiped at him. I snarled and growled and spit at my baby boy. My baby, my baby, my baby, my baby... My poor, sweet baby boy. He ran, but he took a look back at me; half scared, half revengeful. My child... forgive me. My sweet Crisiux do not become what I am. Please, my baby. I begged and pleaded to every deity to ever exist; "protect my sweet child, keep him safe..." I trailed on and on. I would rather take death, then watch my baby boy be in pain. He will always believe that i did not love him. But oh gods, I love him. I just want to hold him again, to tell him how much I love him and that I am sorry. My beautiful, innocent baby boy. I will not lie and say that I don't worry that the shade in my body would have been partially transferred to him...Please...not my baby...
After a while, I found my way to a clan known as Nareguuelle. When I got there, I swore that I would never love again. That did not go to plan... His name is Viserion and he is half like me. This time, it will last...I can feel it... However, our children are still taken. The most recent one there was a message in his place addressed to me. I had to translate it for Vis, as he cannot read The Shade's tongue. The message read:
NO MATTER HOW MANY KIN YOU HAVE, WE WE'LL TAKE THAT MANY MORE. YOU ARE ONLY PERMITTED TO THE ONES THAT HAVE BEEN TRANSFERRED THE SHADE. CURRENTLY, ONLY CRISIUX REMAINS.
My baby...I miss him...how DARE they bring him up...
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We thought we'd try something this time, so we sent one of our children to live with one of Nareguuelle's allies. Crux was not given The Shade, that's who we sent. It seems we flew under the radar of those monsters thus far. Crux has been writing to us how it's been going and it seems that she'll be okay...for the time being. The rest of our recent nest was taken except the one who had been infected with this absolute nightmare. Blight, my dear, we have so much to tell you... Please do not hate who you are-what you are.
After writing back and forth for a while, Crux found out something that made my heart chirp. Coincidentally, the specific ally we picked had been the one to house my baby Crisux this entire time. Oh, how I wept and wept with pure joy. I peeked up at the night sky that was painted with faithful stars. "Please," I prayed while pacing, "please never let The Shade find out.." I hope someone was listening.
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Sometimes the weight of loosing everyone starts to crush me, I can feel how every single creature around me wishes I never existed. Rapture won't even give me a job, he says that I would probably mess it up because who can rely on anything made of Shade. He's not very kind to me, he's kind to everyone, even Vis. But not me, the only ones that are kind to me are Blight, Vis, and Tsillah. For a clan that is supposed to house horrors, they don't take to kindly to the Shade Touched. I mean, I understand their fears...but sometimes knowing that everyone hates me and that I have no home I belong to, is like a puncture in my chest that is slowing being ripped open. I'm being ripped open, I can feel it. Soon I fear I will be nothing more than the black liquid that never seems to stop pooling in my mouth.
