Wings bathed in moonlight
Cleave through the cold, crisp air
Of the early autumn night
Flying to escape the darkness

Like some twisted raptor,
She glides through the night
Her form melting into the shadows
As a cloud engulfs the moon

And I watch the great serpent bat
Silhouette darts over my head.
Glistening scales, obsidian talons, pursued
By the all encompassing darkness

She swoops low over the towering pines
Disturbing the early frost of an ice fog
Now past. Scanning for a clearing or cliff
In need of a refuge; in need of rest.

I hold my breath as its dark form
Circles, lands, not half its length from myself
Breathless I watch; steely scales and powerful wings
I recognize the Grey Dragon; last of her kind.

She lands soundless, rests her weary wings
Feels the presence of another, turns to regard this
Stranger; tall fragile figure, robe of black and staff
She recognizes the young mage; last of his kind

I watch with calm terror. Irises of reddish brown
Rise and meet eyes of azure flame
Her mind reaches out to mine; the darkness writhes around us
What is to be done?

Nothing, She answers him with the same
Inescapable truth of which he was already aware
She feels the darkness, now no more than a man's length away
Our time has come

I shudder with terrible realization of what is to come, with the
Awareness that I already knew what was to come. The darkness now
Swirls about us, engulfing us. It is the darkness of disbelief, of things
No longer remembered

Even as the darkness swells and engulfs Herself and the man mage,
Removing them from a world that no longer believes in them,
She feels the clouds gather far above them,
Hears the thunder roar

I summon the bolt of lightning, the arc of pure
White light forks and bends, a sea of energy consumes
The dragon and myself. For the final time, our minds touch
Each seeking the others assurance; now we are truly alone.

She feels his mind reach out even as they are consumed
Returning his mental touch, they exchange the same question
Each seeking each other's assurance
As they slip beyond our reality

And in the darkness that bears no name
A silent whisper speaks
We shall meet in the
Place where there is no darkness.