Dark Light

As I crested the hill I saw it ahead and over me.
Golden, and Red and Metallic and Dull and Beautiful
And evil. And deadly. And afraid of one thing.

Me.

And I screamed the revenge of the thousands redudced to ashes or food beneath it’s reign.

It swooped, it heard me. It knew me. The last Dragonborn, the only remaining human with the power to defeat a great Pyrowyrm.

And as it swooped I realised the error. I drew attention after it’s fueled meal.

And as the fireball sped toward me I realised.

I’d Failed Everyone.

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