4000 miles away, on top of the Mountian of Malifor, (or as it was known to many of the heartless and cruel, The Well of Souls.)
Stood an aperation, a Ghost. It was the Ghost of Malifor. He had died twice now. The first time was when the sheer weight of his malice cracked the mountian to form the Well of Souls. The 2nd time was when Spyro and Cynder had defeated them inside of his own Volcano. Now he was back and even more power hungry than ever before. As he stood there, Watching, he was amazed at the smaller dragon's power and rage when his precious Cynder had died. The flash of light from the Purple Dragon was almost as bright as Malifor's hatred of Spyro and Cynder. He made a "Hmph" sound when his units were destroyed. then he laughed when Cynder had died.
"What are you going to do now? Little Dragon." He growled menacingly to no one.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.15 seconds at 8:31pm on Mar 17, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
