The sun was so close. He could feel the heat on his scales. It warmed him straight to his core. Hot wax rolled down his back, leaving trails of bubbling burns. It didn't matter though. He reached up to touch the light. It filtered through his talons. He was so close. And then, he wasn't. The sun grew further and further from him. He scrabbled desperately, attempting to catch hold of the light and keep it with him. So, Icarus fell, drops of wax and tears following him down. A scream tore from his throat. A scream of desperation and of anguish and of regret. He had been so close. He had been too close.

Cold water splashed up and surrounded Icarus. For just a moment, he could still see the light and feel the warmth on his scales. Then, the waves crashed over him. He was tossed and turned and thrown around. He couldn't tell which way was up or down. All he felt was icy coldness. The water seemed to hold him captive and drag him down to the bottom. His tears mixed with the salty sea water; for all he knew, he had cried the whole ocean. He allowed the water to pull him down. His back hit the sandy bottom. All he saw was darkness. Darkness and drops of wax floating to the bottom.

Icarus closed his eyes and let the darkness take him. The light had forsaken him and so the dark would too.



Warmth surrounded Icarus. His snapped open. He was surrounded by light and warmth. Sunlight streamed in gently through a small window. Confusion overwhelmed him. He died. He knew he did. And yet, here he was. He looked down at himself. His bones jutted out of his scales. He stood up carefully and inspected his surroundings. It was so clean and comforting and warm. Tears welled up in Icarus' eyes. He had been given a second chance and he wouldn't waste it.

So glad I checked out the hibden. Icarus just had to go on this list. I love the dusty brown colors and how the white wings from the accent pop out against them. The wing garland adds some texture and richness to the whole ensemble, and the outfit as a whole looks very well-though out. It's also a nice touch that everything from the accent to the familiar is a nice allusion to the myth this dragon is named after.

Daedalus and his son, Icarus, were trapped within the Labyrinth
The Labyrinth stretched beyond the imagination, with seemingly no way out
Even so, Daedalus sought for a way for him and his son to be Freed
Then he saw the birds that visited fly away, Free into the Sky
And realized he knew exactly the way to be Freed
A genius builder he was, he constructed Wings for himself and his son
Made of soft wax and feathers that have fallen from the birds
When they were ready, Daedalus and Icarus flew out of the Labyrinth
Far away they flew, crossing the ocean towards distant land
But Icarus, excited to finally feel the warmth of the Sun, began to ascend
Icarus ignored the warnings and calls of his father, longing for the Sun's Light
But the Sun was not something to be experienced so close
Icarus' Wings began to melt, the feathers falling off
Before Daedalus could react, Icarus fell, right into the cold waters
And Daedalus, broken for being unable to save him, Flew on

The legend goes that though Daedalus was able to escape, his son died, drowning in the waters, as he flew too close to the Sun.