How do you know when your own conscience is against you? When you're about to descend into the depths of madness? 

 And the illusion wavered and dispelled itself. Golden eyes traded in for a single grey orb, the other covered in a shroud of bandages. Wings for laughable decayed stalks that just barely sprung out from his back. What he wore was the same, but certainly, it was a horried contrast against the discoloured skin along his arms, burned by acid in countless of areas. And with such glamor went such confidence and mean-spirited arrogance because he was back within the shelter and everything was only just teetering on the edge of going wrong, but he didn't quite know why. 

 Gathering up the bundled sleeping child, what had he named them? The newborns, they were already so big. Skylark, sleeping wonder, sleep so long you'd never see the sky. His gaze softened and he cradled the boy close, "Why don't you already know of mating Edge? There's your whole harem that you never told me of. Why don't you know? I gave you myself without even knowing. I gave you the young that you so loved as well, sweet ones you wanted part of your lol harem...and who's form I so took to please you." What was he saying? What were these words? He didn't know because he was king and he couldn't tell what he was doing anymore.

 Cradling his child close, he let the stranger's words leave his mouth, "My arms, do you know how warm they are? Edge....." And he placed the boy down and pressed a claw to his arm, wincing betraying the pain. Why was he doing this? 

 The scratch hissed as it met the air, black mist arising from the wound. He lifted his head and stared at the mirror, "How warm are my arms?"
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 [i]Do you know, why madness is mad?[/i] Why my love, why? [i]When there is nothing left, it devours itself[/i]
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The wind dragon's aura was disturbed, surrounded by an entirely different entity that hissed and spat at the unwanted intrusion and twisted tighter around the wind dragon, threatening. 

 "Who will be here soon? Anemoli!" The fire dragon growled and those strapped down beside him would feel the heat emitting from his scales. Not one second later, the ceiling above him opened up and doused him in a shower of ice and snow. Surprised, he froze as the hard ice cubes pelted him.