Cynders poem

Story by Velisren on SoFurry

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#4 of Spyro Stories

A quick poem regarding Cynders admiration and love for Spyro.


Pain was all I felt for the first part of my life

Torn apart day to day by dark magic

To spread the Dark Masters will and strife

Trapped within a body that wasn't even my own,

I would scream and cry

But the tears would fall silently inside, never shown.

Terror of the skies they called me,

A title I now loathe.

Wherever I went, a monster was all they'd see

And then, one day, while performing my worst deed,

You came along to fearlessly stand against me,

And break what bound me, the Dark Masters magical lead.

You tore apart my broken soul to turn me back

Saving my life, not once, but twice

As that world was starting to crack.

You took me in, treated me like a friend.

And even though I ran,

You chased me down to bring me back again.

For three years I was by your side

(Unintentionally, I know)

But you were still there, and there we would bide.

We were freed and chained to one another,

And secretly I didn't mind

Because all I wanted was to be together.

We fought side by side, a living dream

But my feelings were still unspoken

Because I was scared you wouldn't feel the same.

Yet when the world was breaking apart,

And you told me to leave,

I refused, because I wanted to die with you in my eyes and heart.

And as you rose into the air, I knew what I had to do,

Because you were going to bring the world together.

So I closed my eyes and whispered: "I love you."


Thank you for reading! May your inner fire burn strong

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