T O R P I D
a stark dissonence,
merged screams and clashing metal
A I L I N G
The sound of war was no stranger to him
L U C I D
Everything was distant. Everything hurt.
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Noise grew closer, bouncing off the walls of the ancient cavern in which he lay captive for hundreds of years. It did not stir him. Why would it? Even breathing took all the effort he could muster.
The unfamiliar waft of intruders cut through the air, no doubt that of an enemy hoard sent to attack the sanctuary. There was another, more familiar scent that accompanied them, however...
Heavy doors were thrown open, allowing the faintest thread of fire light to pour into the darkness.
Urgency. Fear. A rabbit fleeing wolves.
The young boy's voice rang sharply out through the caverns, and with it, a flash of light. Enchanted chains exploded and crashed loudly onto the ground. Hands were felt upon the beast's face. So incredibly small and nearly undetectable compared to the titan that lay motionless before him. Despite that, their intentions screamed loudly in both voice and gestures. He was begging, sobbing, pleading for him to get up.
The "wolves" came barreling through those doors, yet their feet scraped against stone as the persuers skidded to a dead halt. Eyes wide and mouthes agape, they stared in pure bewilderment at the house-sized teeth and at that singular blue eye that blazed down upon them with a newfound fury.
Old joints creaked, and thick sheets of ice snapped and fell from a form that was rendered immobile for what felt like a millenium. A loud growl then shook the earth, and a stream of blue FIRE demolished all before him.
Adrenaline muted the pain that shot through his limbs, yet he cared not. The dragon clawed his way forward, pushing, surging out of of his confinement. Stone crumpled and bowed before him, yeilding effortlessly in his advancement to the outside. Screams from all directions erupted as he broke through; He cared not who he trampled, he cared not what was crushed beneath him in this underground kingdom of ice and stone.
He wanted OUT, and he would stop at nothing to get there.
For the first time in centuries, he was free
....And he was angry