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"Vengeance was his…
The stone walls had fallen, rubble littered the roads, the great temple now an inferno, the people scattered. The night sky was filled with a thick smoke yet, the flames cast an ominous red glow that seemed to stretch to the very edges of the world. The dragon stood with his back to the city, he cared not to watch it burn for he had already seen it countless times in his mind, in his dreams. The man, the snake cult sorcerer, the one that had slaughtered the dragon’s family two decades ago was at last no more. His body burned with the temple, lost under golden fixtures dedicated to a false deity, lost under the ruins of lies and deception. He gripped the hilt of the bloodied sword, his father’s sword, the first steel weapon ever crafted in the world and the secret of his clan, the very reason his clan was destroyed. He held the weapon high above his horned head, the crimson splattered blades pointing toward the obscured heavens, as he roared in triumphant victory. Yes, vengeance was his this night, but the dawn would bring with it a new day. The first day that hate and revenge would not rule his thoughts and nightmares. He would follow the sunset for his destiny was now his and his alone. And while others would lament for the city, Krael would not. He was content to let the past burn to ash, to be swept away by the winds and forgotten. Forgotten by all save himself, the Immortal Dragon of Ur."
Story/character © Krael
Art/IndiWolf © Me
"Vengeance was his…
The stone walls had fallen, rubble littered the roads, the great temple now an inferno, the people scattered. The night sky was filled with a thick smoke yet, the flames cast an ominous red glow that seemed to stretch to the very edges of the world. The dragon stood with his back to the city, he cared not to watch it burn for he had already seen it countless times in his mind, in his dreams. The man, the snake cult sorcerer, the one that had slaughtered the dragon’s family two decades ago was at last no more. His body burned with the temple, lost under golden fixtures dedicated to a false deity, lost under the ruins of lies and deception. He gripped the hilt of the bloodied sword, his father’s sword, the first steel weapon ever crafted in the world and the secret of his clan, the very reason his clan was destroyed. He held the weapon high above his horned head, the crimson splattered blades pointing toward the obscured heavens, as he roared in triumphant victory. Yes, vengeance was his this night, but the dawn would bring with it a new day. The first day that hate and revenge would not rule his thoughts and nightmares. He would follow the sunset for his destiny was now his and his alone. And while others would lament for the city, Krael would not. He was content to let the past burn to ash, to be swept away by the winds and forgotten. Forgotten by all save himself, the Immortal Dragon of Ur."
Story/character © Krael
Art/IndiWolf © Me
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1280 x 782px
File Size 208.5 kB
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