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When Spyro awoke, he didn't see Cynder, and then he remembered that she left, so he looked forlornly at the small egg and asked, "What am I to do." As if in response, the egg began to crack. Spyro watched as the egg split perfectly in half, and a small, black, she-dragon came out. She reminded Spyro of Cynder, after all, she was black, and had the same tail spike as Cynder. Her wings were black, and tipped with the start of a small claw, there was a dark blue membrane to her wings, she had small, wavy dark blue crests, had the same horns as Cynder, and had light blue eyes with a black pupil. Spyro thought for a long tim


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"Move along, dragons!" The hooded figure said. "And what if we don't?" Cynder asked angrily. As a reply, the figure simply summoned a stunning ball and hit Cynder with it. Cynder recoiled and snappily replied, "Is that all you got?" "I don't have time for childish dragon games." The hooded figure said, binding Cynder's mouth. "Now, MOVE ALONG!" she yelled. Cynder, unable to reply, simply herded her young ones as they traveled to a dark fortress in the distance.
Cynder and the hatchlings were mercilessly thrown into a small cell with no windows, and metal bars that even a dragon couldn't break. The hooded fi


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"Spyro! The eggs are coming!" Cynder shouted in agony. "Breathe, Cynder, breathe!" Spyro shouted. Suddenly, Cynder laid four eggs. "Spyro, promise me that the next time we want eggs, that you'll wait until the year of the dragon." Cynder asked. "Yes, yes, of course. Spyro said, not really listening, he just looked at the four eggs proudly. One was a purple egg, one that was relatively rare in Avalar, but not as rare as they used to be. One was a dark blue egg that seemed to move as the water moved. Another was a pink egg, and the last was an egg like Cynder's, it was a deep never ending black with a fog surrounding the
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The Sound of Simba's Dying Gasp, His Daughter Squealing In My Grasp, His Lioness's Mournful Cry, That's My Lullaby!
- Zira: The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride
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The Sound of Simba's Dying Gasp, His Daughter Squealing In My Grasp, His Lioness's Mournful Cry, That's My Lullaby!
- Zira: The Lion King 2: Simba's Pride
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Help, I'm falling at a 60 degree angle and breaking all the laws of physics! - Crow, MST3K
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Help, I'm falling at a 60 degree angle and breaking all the laws of physics! - Crow, MST3K
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