Tales of Dark Souls

"Alright, a dragon story!" Spike exclaimed in joy. "What did the dragon do? Did he saved the land? Beat up bad guys?" Spike asked.

"Well, heb did beat up some bad guys." Tim replied, a hint of nervousness in his voice. He looked at Spike and spoke up. "Spike, if I say dragon. What is the first thing that comes up in your mind?"

Spike rubbed his chin in thought. "Well, I would say scary, or big. "He replied.

"Aha." Tim said as he looked at Twilight. "You see, not all dragons are bad. Even the big ones aren't bad, if you just leave them alone and don't disturb their slumber."

"What are you getting at?" Twilight asked in curiosity.

"Well, Sinh, The Slumbering Dragon was different from all dragons." Tim replied.

"Then just tell the story already!! Spike exclaimed." I want to hear it!"

"This is the story of a dragon with poison in its heart. And it's a story of the race that discovered him, worshipped his magnificence, but ultimately perished by his side. Dragons have always been intriguing to humanity. With many believing they hold the secrets to life itself. One who believed this was Vendrick, king of Drangleic and his brother: Aldia. Together they experimented on dragons, in the hopes that they could learn more about their  existence. Eventually they were successful, re-creating an Ancient Dragon with the ability to peer into the past. To view the stories of old, so that they might learn from them. This, is one such story."

"Hold up." Twilight said as she looked at Tim in confusion. "They created a dragon? How?" She asked.

Tim shrugged. "Well, some really weird things happened in Drangleic."

"Wow, I'd love to meet these two." Twilight said in astonishment and awe.

'Too bad they're gone.' Tim thought as he continued the story. "In The Ancient Dragon's eerie, before the chamber that held a dragon's egg, is a mural that depicts an ancient civilization. Who existed long ago, deep below the deepest depths. Legend has it that deep below the earth, behind a door locked from the inside, is a magnificent city; built for a great slumbering dragon. In a bygone age, the king in the depths built his city around this beast. This subterranean world centred around the great sanctum that housed the dragon in its depths. And was aptly named: Shulva, The Sanctum City. This was a religious city. Were sorceries were considered taboo, but miracles flourished as the people there were grounded in their faith. The people prayed and worshipped, and the priestess' sang, to sooth the dragon in its slumber. One wonders whether a single frase of their song, ever reached the dragon's ears. But to people of faith, such questions matter not."

"Wow, so this dragon just slept all day long?" Spike asked as he crossed his paws and huffed. "What a boring dragon."

"Spike, it's common for a mature dragon to sleep for a long time." Twilight said to her assistant.

"Yeah, right." Spike huffed.

"Anyway." Tim said with a hint of awkwardness in his voice. "As is common, the king had a dear queen, and the queen sang to the dragon, also. At this point in our story, you should know that the dragon has a tragic secret. Deep within him, Sinh harbors a dreadful store of poison, and there will come a time when he cannot bear it any longer. Looking back, it's impossible to know whether the people knew of the poison, or even if the dragon himself knew. Perhaps the people of the city prayed, sang, and soothed out of fear. Fear that the waking of the dragon would lead to their demise. If so, this could only serve to strengthen their faith. For fear is the heart of reverence. And the people revered their magnificent sleeping beast, the center of their faith."

"Poor Sinh." Fluttershy said in compassion. "The poor thing must be so scared, and lonely."

"Fluttershy, he's been sleeping all day long!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed in confusion. "How would he feel lovely?"

Fluttershy shrugged. "I just think he is."

"Continuing were I left of." Tim interrupted. "It should come as no surprise to you, that men would come to covert the dragon. To The Drakeblood Knights, fresh dragon blood was sacricent. They believed that by obtaining it, they could come to a true understanding of life. Allowing them to transcend their own pointless existence. In a world were strength of purpose, keeps one from hollowing, a believe like this isn't so strange. Led byobtainingSir Yorgh and his famous spear, The Drakeblood Knights lay siege to Shulva. The king of Shulva called his Sanctum Knights to arms, many who renounced their own flesh, to eternally guard the sanctum from the assault of Sir Yorgh and his Drakeblood Knights. They were sentenced to eternal stuage-ship, yet soon the day would come were the sanctum received nearer visitor. During the conflict, the dragon slept, lulled by the queen's song. You have to wonder who sent Sir Yorgh and his Drakeblood Knights. But Sir Yorgh had a ring, and on that ring was a crest. It was the crest of Drangleic. Sir Yorgh, leader of The Drakeblood Knights and possibly of Vendrick's  kingdom, cuts down the soldiers of the sanctum and kills the king in the depths. He then faces the slumbering dragon."

"With visions of dragon blood and domnisiance, Sir Yorgh pierces the dragon with a flash of his steel. Piercing Sinh through the chest. And as you can imagine, it was not was he was expecting. Sinh immediately awakened and and from his wound; spews forth the deadly poison that had long been brewing within him. It blankets the entire city in a miasmic cloud, restoring the dragon's purity, but toppling the city. Sir Yorgh and his Drakeblood Knights disappeared into the sanctum. And nothing more was heard of the race that discovered a dragon and worshipped its magnificence. Until now."

"There have been many, kings and kingdoms, hierarchies that rose and fell. Leaving ruined kingdoms behind. Somewhere within the sanctum is The Crown of The Sunken King. The crown of a king that came before King Vendrick. The crown of a king that was killed by Sir Yorgh, on the day that the dragon awoke. The soldiers of the sanctum are all undead, coroded with the poison, but still carrying out their orders to defend the sanctum. Throughout the sanctum, opened chest and pillaged treasures. Sinh, the sleeping dragon now roams his domain, sleeping lightly were he pleases. Dragons have always kept to themselves, they either think themselves above man, or not care for his conflicts. You have to wonder about Sinh, did he harbor malicious intent? He had poison in his heart. When he was pierced by Sir Yorgh's spear, the poison gushed out, restoring his purity. This implies he was pure before. Which suggest that the poison was placed within him. But by who?"

"Probably The Drakeblood Knights." Fluttershy hissed.

"The answer, dear Fluttershy, can be found in the sanctum, right before Sinh." Tim said as he looked a Spike. "Alana, The Squalid Queen. Once again sings to Sinh, The Slumbering Dragon. After the kingdom is ruined by Sinh's awakening, she remains alone. I believe sang the song to poison the dragon's heart, and was  at least partly responsible for the fall of The Sunken King, just like her sister Nashandra was responsible of the fall of Drangleic. Nothing explicitly confirms Alana's intentions. Except for the pattern that repeats itself. The kings all have queens that lay in wait. Waiting to strike for the right moment to strike. And it's easy to believe that Queen of The Sanctum City, was party responsible for its fall. Alana defends her kingdom with a mixture of fire, dark, and most notably: Poison and filth. Her essence is that of filth and neglect. All queens thus far are the children of The sentient abyss that existed long ago. They are the pieces that regained form. They were all, fragments of dark. Alana, The Queen of The Sanctum king, was another Child of Dark. Nashandra, a Child of Want. Alana, a Child of Vengeance and wrath. Nashandra guards the throne. Alana guards the crown. I'm sure a third sister remains somewhere. Waiting for the right time to strike."

That was that, Tim had finished yet another story. Well, let's find out how everypony took that information.

"That has got to be one of The coolest stories I've ever hear!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed in joy. "The dark, the dragon, the knights, it's all so cool! "

"It was alright." Rainbow Dash said. "Didn't cry though. "She said, winking at Tim.

"Oh, you will Dash, you will." Tim said as he looked at Fluttershy. "You okay Yellow? You look a little sad."

"I'm just sad that Sinh is still all alone, and that the kings are all doomed to fall." She said, looking up at Tim. "But your story telling is really good."

"Yeah, it's almost like you've actually been in every story you've told so far." Twilight remarked.

"Oh Twilight, you silly unicorn." Tim laughed nervously. "Next up, Sir Alonne and The Old Iron King!"