You said that you liked it because it wasn't Cynder there died...
So seriously... What the heck do you mean?

Its only a few posts down on the fanfiction section. You can't miss it.

Maybe I should make myself signiature that points out the story then. It could give me a few more views and comments.

Thanks.

However, its difficult for me to imagine Spyro succumbing to a disease. Maybe he was poisoned by the Dark Master or one of his cronies?

Anyhow, I bid you good luck on all of your stories. I've never been able to concurrently update more than two at a time, and anyone who can do more is really good in my book.

Also, be sure to give me a review of my fanfic so far, (if I haven't mentioned it before). Its rather long, but I'm sure you'll like it. Even if its just a sentence, I'll really appreciate it.

-Torch

And thanks to my correcter Genobee8492 fom DA for correction of this story ^^
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“*Cough cough*” the purple dragon had gotten a severe illness and he wouldn’t survive it.
The black dragoness cried, she would have been with him her whole life, why should he get sick.

“*Cough* Cynder…” said the purple dragon weakly.
“Yes Spyro?” the black dragoness took one of her loves paws and held it tight, she knew that he would die soon so she would do anything that he would have asked her to do.
“*Cough* You should have *cough* have something so you can remember me. *cough cough*” he tried to say to his love.
“*sniff* what is it Spyro?” the black dragoness could not take it any longer.
“A child. *cough*”
The black dragoness squeezed his paw.
“What do you mean?”
“*Cough* A child *cough* when you see our child you shall*cough* always be able to think about me.” Said the purple dragon as he looked into his loves beautiful emerald-green eyes.
The black dragoness thought about it and answered:
“Okay Spyro if that is your will, I will have your child.”
She wanted to have a child with him but he should be with her and the child and not die.

They did it that night and the next morning she found her love dead, he died with a happy smile on his face.
They buried him outside the temple and put a statue of him on his grave where they stood:
“Here rests Spyro the purple dragon, the hero of us all.”
The black dragoness stood in front of his grave and cried.
“*sniff* Spyro I’ll never forget you.”

-A few years later-

A young dragon runs to the black dragoness.
“Look mom isn’t these the most beautiful flowers you have ever seen?”
The young purple dragoness showed her some flowers she has found.
“Yes they are beautiful.” The black dragoness looked over her lovely daughter, she looked like her father.

“Mom?” the young purple dragoness looked at her mom with the most beautiful purple eyes.
“What is it darling?”
“Who was my father?” asked the young purple dragoness.
The black dragoness hadn’t told her about her father’s death, because she hadn’t gotten over his death yet, she then began to cry.
The young purple dragoness looked worried about her mother and asked:
“Did I say something wrong mom?”
The black dragoness wipe her tears off.
“*Sniff* No, no darling…it’s just…come with me.”
She couldn’t tell her so she decided to show her father´s grave.

When they came to the grave the young purple dragoness asked:
“What is it?”
The black dragoness wipe another tear off.
“This is were your father lies… *sniff*”
“So…he’s dead?” asked the purple dragoness sadly.
“*sniff* y-yes *sniff*”
The black dragoness got all her memories about her love back and she began to cry.
“You shouldn’t cry mom.” The young purple dragoness leaned on her mother.
The black dragoness took her paw and held her daughter, her reminder of her love.
“Spyro…*sniff*… I’ll never forget you.”
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