Acokyalenz

༻ ACOKYALENZ ༺ Dangerous | Confused | Lonely O C C U P A T I O N - Fallen Warrior M A T E - n/a E N E M Y - n/a F A M I L I A R - Shattered Serpent T H E M E - INSERT x

"There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hatchday Awake. Feeling. Moving. Time to wake up. Time to be awake. Muscles are moving. Heart is beating. It's time to wake up. Dark. Enclosed. Trapped. Struggling. Can't move. Pushing on the outer wall of the cage, but not budging. Struggling to escape but can't leave the great darkness. "Clya! She's hatching! Look! Look, sweetheart!" Voices. Familiar. Warm. Inviting. She's hatching. I'm hatching. I can't escape. It's too dark, too strong. I'm too weak. "I see Kozane! But... don't you think you should-?" "No. I'm okay. It's okay." "But you know we have to-" "It's okay." I'm pushing harder, struggling to break it. Struggling to reach the nice sounds. Clya. Kozane. Soothing sounds. I can't escape. Frantic. Claws scraping. Quick breaths. Closing in. Darker. Darker. Gone. Help! Help! I cry. Help! I'm stuck! Too weak! Dark! Scary! Help! "Clya. Something's wrong." There's something on the other side of my prison. Hard. Solid.

"Kozane you can't! Otherwise-"

"She's my daughter!" Loud, angry. Not a nice sound. I would shrink away from it if I could. If I wasn't trapped. Trapped in darkness.

"Just like everyone before her? Everyone you've given away-"

"Clya! How could you! Leave if you must! I'm helping her." Light! A small crack of light. Inviting. Warm. Freedom. Free. Free. Free. There's a response to Kozane. My father. I pay it no attention. Escape. Escape. Escape. Grabbing for the small crack of light, I can pull away from my cage.

Light floods everywhere. Suddenly, I'm flying through the air in a comforting hold. Held up against a blue dragon's chest, I feel comfort. Kozane's chest. Father's chest. His heartbeat soothes me.

A yellow dragon looks on, standing right next to Father. Clya. Mother. Mother watches me, affectionally glowing.

Thank you! I love you! Mother! Father! I chirp.

"She's loud, isn't she?" Father laughs, echoing deep through his chest. "Welcome home."

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