Dreamt this last night.I don't know what caused it, it's not like I've been reading any legends lately...But anyway, here it is.Enjoy, or not.
Long ago, there lived a dragon so powerful, his kind chose him as their king.He was very proud of his power and flaunted it whenever he could.But one day, he found a female dragon whose beauty was unrivaled.Scales as black as night and the most wonderful feathered wings he had ever seen.Her name was Rakshanir.He tried to win her attention, but failed in every attempt.She believed he was too selfish and greedy, thus not deserving of her company.So, one night, with two servants accompanying him, the dragon king went to where she slept.By the time she woke up, it was already too late.The king and his servants ganged up on her, ripping out her scales and feathers while she screamed in pain.Once they were done, they took the scales and feathers for themselves and left her bleeding on the ground, never looking back to offer help.She swore revenge on the king and cared for her wounds, planning her vengeance bit by bit.The king had the scales and feathers made into jewelry, which he wore proudly and never removed.So proud was he that he celebrated a feast so that his kind could come and revel in his glory.Rakshanir took this chance to finally exact her revenge upon the king.When he stood near the river's edge, watching the water while his people enjoyed the festivities, she swam up to him quietly and whispered: "Remember me, oh great king?" He screeched in surprise, recognizing the voice, and recoiled in fear, screaming for his guards.She rose out of the water and spread her wings, ready to launch herself upon the king.The servants who had helped the king came running to his aide and managed to shoot only two arrows which pierced her wings, but did no damage before she ripped out their throats.The king kept crawling back, trying to reason with her and ask for forgiveness, but she did not answer.Once he was pinned against a wall, he asked for forgiveness one last time before she finally said "Where's your pride now, oh jeweled king of mine?" And with that said, she jumped upon him and ripped him apart piece by piece, feeling joy from hearing his screams of pain which echoed across the kingdom.
Pretty bloody, eh?
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