Sun Set

My home is destroyed, the blood of my friends, family, brothers, sisters and even enemies strewn around me. My head set down onto a rock, and the dark red fading from my scales, the wings of blood slowly dripping to the ground. As my eyes slowly shut the sun begins to rise, a world without my species… such a strange feeling. Without the rage to fuel me what am i? I am not a protector, I am not a king… I am alone in this world. The greatest failure of a ruler is to be left without a kingdom, to shut his eyes on the world and know that he is the last of his people… "I'm sorry."

The words tumbled out of my mouth in splutters, my deep raspy voice rolling over the hills, rippling in the blood of my comrades. So as I closed my eyes to sleep, the thin scales sliding over my eyes, I felt a nudge to my side, the smallest nose prodding into my ribs, its fiery body still alive and lush with colour, I stared down at this child, something that could only be described as a miracle. Tears flowed down my cheeks each one burning up before it touched the ground, and a smile cracked across my lips.