Epilogue

Darkness comes, like a soul into sleep

Life goes on no matter how you weep

Standing here, having come so far

Wish with me on a fallen star

Raise your wings, hold on tight

Don't forget there's still the moonlight

And when all seems lost and the end isn't near

Your heart will say where to go from here

Found you here after journeys long

Feels like everything that could went so wrong

Choked up in the black of night

Feels like finally things are going right

Raise your wings, hold on tight

Don't forget there's still the moonlight

And when all seems lost and the end isn't near

Your heart will say where to go from here

Pray for those didn't make it this far

Grateful you escaped death's door, still ajar

Raise your head, don't let those tears abide

Smile in the dark, even if teary-eyed

Raise your wings, hold on tight

Don't forget there's still the moonlight

And when all seems lost and the end isn't near

Your heart will say where to go from here

Feels good having made it this far

Peace for now, just where we are

My heart's just so full right now

Nothing will force head to bow

Raise your wings, hold on tight

Don't forget there's still the moonlight

And when all seems lost and the end isn't near

Your heart will say where to go from here...

I stretched, sighing, and padded out to the balcony, looking over the rim. The moons. Something that always used to comfort me now sent a dark chill up my spine. The smattering of bright stars on the horizon weren't cheerful tonight. Rather, they looked like deadly shards of glimmering ice, cold and foreboding, scattered across a disconcerting ebony sky.

Something is very wrong…

I turned as footfalls on stone drew my attention to Spyro, emerging from the temple. The slightest noise would make him twitch nervously and swing his head to find their origin. That was how he had been since he had arrived, quiet and nervous. I suppose I couldn't blame him, but I still couldn't hide my chuckle.

The scales that covered his cheeks gained a ruby tinge as I snorted in amusement. He stepped up next to me, seeming to find his forepaws incredibly entertaining. "See anything, Cynder?"

I sighed, all traces of light-heartedness evaporating quickly. "No, but I have a bad feeling…"

A terrible, gut wrenching dread…

"Me too…" He looked at the moons, casting a shine on his amethyst scales as he sank to his haunches. "Dare we hope this peace will last?"

I snorted, tossing my head and looking to the moons. "Heh. I'm not that naïve."

And yet still, I hope…

(A/N: It's over… I can't believe it's over… Okay, well, one thing, the prologue of the sequel is now up. "Legend of Cynder: Shadow of the Eternal Night." Everything else I have to say is in the A/N of that, so please head over there if you wish. Thank you all for all the incredible support. Every review gives me a smile and a ray of sunshine. More of that in the EN A/N.)

(Riverstyxx's note: If you're looking for the sequel, it's since been remained to Legend of Cynder: Night Terrors. Enjoy!)