I had seen this scene, and it was a view I never wish I saw. She reflected her father so perfectly, and I can see his reflection of that day. She is a version of him herself, the icy ocean as her eyes, spikes sharp and cold, attitude rough and easily angered, but her expression… Was the most shockingly similar to him. The look she had was the same as the one that I had seen on his face so many times before, on the days when we just met. It is both terrifying and horrifying to realize. Those are the smiles that will turn into icy tears, the tears I want to wipe away. The cold flames burning in his eyes, the hurt I had hoped to demolish. And at that moment when I saw this scene, I learned that I can never do that. To him, or to this dragonet watching herself from her mirror. It is a scar. A scar on him I can’t heal. It is a mark that can never be washed away. It is, mostly, a curse that will be for his generation’s to come. Her personality had that feeling that will drive his personality to her. And so every generation will have a thread of them in them. And they will always attract the other, till the line meets. But it will always be one sided. And this will never end. I can’t change Crow. This is what it is. I will try my hardest to change her. I already did. To make her more like me. But what can I change? Tears rolled down my scales, as I looked from the cave entrance and into her room. This is a mirror image of her father. What can I do? It’s already like this. In the mirror I see her father, the icy tears on his face. His face betrayed nothing except those tears shining in the bright day like crystals. I don’t want to imagine what he was feeling. I know him. He acted strong and cold on the outside, but how vulnerable he can be, how soft and gentle, so easy to hurt and break? His face was expressionless, but I knew he was breaking inside. I want to change Crow. To hope that there is a day when I won’t see her like this. Ending up like his father. And again, I looked at the reflection. And my tears rolled down my scales as I stood in the cave entrance, looking into her room. Oh, how much are they alike? And memories of that day came rushing to me. He stood beside the edge of a cliff, me behind him. Icy tears like crystals rolled down his face. He looked faraway, to who-knows-where. And he spoke. “I guess I can never go past you, Moon. I never will. And parts of me through the generations will always like you like I had, and still do. I will never stop, through the generations. And I guess this is it, huh? Neither will my generations to come. It’s something I started, and will never escape.” And I was afraid. In my mind, I see all sorts of futures and are dangerous and sorrowful. Most of the time, I see this future repeatedly: I see him taking a deep breath and plunging into the lake underneath that cliff, wings unspread. And I was alone on that land, rushing to the spot that he had just stood, helpless and knowing that if I had saved him, that was more agony for him. But instead, I saw him turn towards me, tears now stopping. He spoke more softly and slowly as he looked at me. “But don’t worry, Moon. I will never stop liking you, but I will love someone more. And it might just make it better. Make stars really shine in the night sky, and make me learn that… The moon isn’t always the only one shining in the night. In the darkness. There were stars to show my path, too.” And he walked towards me, and curved his tail towards me, twinning mine with his. He smiled softly, genuine for the rare times. His tail is icy and cold, but I don’t mind. And it’s not only because I can withstand the cold. It’s because I know how warm this dragon actually is, how warm his feelings really are. How warm are his eyes, burning with silent fire of emotions deep inside those eyes. How warm his heart always is, silently loving his friends, family, and all. And a voice woke me from staring at the mirror reflection and from the near past. Her voice is deeper, a tone like her father, yet as soft and vulnerable as him when he spoke those words at the cliff to me. She looked at me with soft eyes and curiosity. I smiled as I heard her beautiful voice and all the features and resembled her. I looked at her gently, as she spoke. “...Mother?”
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