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There Will Be An End

"Longer then a century..." Axesort said almost breathless. "Not... a single dragon since then..?"
 
"I see...." Axesort said. He laid his head down. "I could very well be the last dragon alive..."
 
"Perhaps... Dragons are not weak... but I was sealed away to prevent me from going to war..."Axesort closed his eyes. If he could cry... he would. But dragons could not cry.
 
Axesort couldn't really see here where she sat, but he breathed hot breath onto her. He wondered what he would even do with himself now. Rampage and destroy as much as possible? Look for other dragons? hid himself and hope to live a peaceful life?
 
When she started to laugh, Axesort found himself wondering what just made her laugh. He let out a huff, a stronger breath, "What are you laughing at kit?" He asked.
 
Axesort couldn't find any joy out of the child. Right now he was just lost. "You should bath messy child." He told her.
 
"Ok," She said running to a spring to wash off. so tiny and full of life. "You know... if you werent so big you could go into town and ask questions to people who know more then me,"
 
"Yes. I almost have enough energy to caste such magic." Axesort said softly. Axesort's wings filled up with a bit of water before it spread out and dumped water onto the little girl like a waterfall.
 
Soon he stood, his scales feeling a bit better with the moist. Still they itched and he knew he would loose the old scales as new... stronger ones grew in.
 
He leaned down and then blew on her very warm almost hot air, drying her part of the way so she didn't get cold from being wet.
 
Axesort then offered her to get on his claw while he walked back up to the cave that he had been trapped in.
 
When Axesort got back he let the girl get off before he started to pick up the massive gems and started to put them back in the hole he had come from, gather them and placing them in a horde like fashion. He really couldn't think much past the fact he may be the last dragon alive. Still unable to feel in such a situation or news.
 
He inwardly chuckled when she started to do what he was doing. He picked up the biggest ones first and tossed them in there. "So why are you still around little kit?" Axesort asked her.
 

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