dover hills
this is my 1st submission and i got this idea from reading naomi noviks empire of ivory were they see the dover hills
Rays of pure light crests the curve of the once magnificent beast.
The vengeful time eroding the shape into a dull mass, gone are the beautiful horns and the wing and claw erased as time takes its toll, gone is the grace of flight, gone is the majesty of the master of the sky.
There will be others who will meet the same fate, others who will know the joys of flight and life, other who will feel the warmth of summer and the harshness of winters bite, others who will feel loves tender embrace, know what it is to be loved, they will know the anguish of losing that love, the torment of that witch can not be.
But they will always come to rest, they will know fear of the void that is death, in the end they welcome it as the eternal peace of death the escape from the torment of seeing those dearest to there hearts lost to this void, this bringer of peace and freedom of a life time of torment and they pity the poor souls that are bound by life and the pleasures that it brings for they know that it is they who are dead that will know what eternal peace truly is.
by temeraire
soz that my 1st submission was so depressing ill try to write happier stuff