The Homecoming

Day 1,685, 09:59 • Published in Romania Romania • by Sunsetter

***for a friend***



Motto: "See what awaits on that island? Immortality! Take it, it's yours!"

Day 1685 of the New World.

A red sun rises over the misty fields around Wildwillow Keep. A gentle wind guides falling leaves onto the crystal, mirror-like surface of the lake and concentrical wave circles move away from them and break when they become to weak for the utter stillness of the water.

The sunlight loses power for a few seconds while a shadow appears. It's Howlgrad the Ashstorm, returning from battle. His smooth flight does not break the silence, for once. Though he is a Dragon, he understands the end of a chapter, and he understands that it is also a beginning. The beginning of a new era. An age of super-kings, super-heroes, an Age of Gods. His tamer and master has taught him well.

A strong and firm hand gently touches the beast's neck in pride. Pride of having such a valuable apprentice and aid on the field of battle. Howlgrad carries his Master home, after a long and tiresome campaign on the battlefields of the New World.

Majestically sitting on the dragon's back, Lord Dragonfly watches the horizon while the past few months pass before his eyes, he is more tired than ever. He is stronger than ever. He has seen blood and dandelions, darkness and sunshine, ardent sunsets and peaceful sunrises, pain and serenity. He has seen shattered shields and victory celebrations. He's felt alone in a crowded world and happy to be living in it. He sees the friends he's gained and the ones he's lost. A cold shiver cannot be helped from sliding down his strong back.
He sees the sands of the time. Every day is a moment in the past, but each heartbeat is now not a step to his last. For he has found Immortality and he shall keep it.
Beneath the thick crimson armour a pale glow appears on his white, fine skin. The blue in the Lord's eyes now has a shade that not even master painters have found while mixing their colors. And the entire world has its place there.

A tormented world, yearning for heroes. And he is one. He is Hell Dragonfly, Dragon Knight Lord and Sun of the North, Seventh Seeker of the Aegis of Immortals, Regent of the Mystic Undying Realm, Elder in the Order of the Schwarze Sonne, God of War.

ALL HAIL!