Pained cries ripple in the air and the rattle of chains shatters all the windows in the room.  Then then sky turns as red as blood and a drenching rain falls on the Earth. Meanwhile my master and lord has gone into a rage and there is no stopping him from killing me as the door to my room is closed and locked behind us. Suddenly rage over takes me and I leap upon my master, before buring my fangs into his neck, ending his reign of terror forever. As the guards hear his cries they burst into the room to see him lying on ground dead with my fangs buried in his neck. They hold me down and muzzle me before throwing me into a dungeon. However after this a strange woman enters the room and starts chanting. A chilling wind blows through the corridor and my master stands as if nothing ever happened. His mistress takes his arm and leads him to his room, where he falls asleep soon after. Tears fall down my eyes as I am ashamed at what I have done and the pain that was inflicted upon me is too much to bare. The sky reddens as I collapse and my entire blood is bloody. Deep gashes from whips, knives and other cruel instruments of torture cover my entire body. Then the collar of servitude is locked shut around my neck. Also a wicked muzzle is fastened around my head, so only a slit the darkened room around me is visable. The servants refuse to feed me anything and the children hate me, prefereing to stay with their father as he recovers.<br/><br/>Then as an unknown sickness plagues him and nothing seems to help him, he calls out my true name. "Cyrid I need Cyrid," he cries in agony. The servants rush down to the dungeons with the jailor behind them. The man fits the keys into the lock. I look pretty dead when they enter the room. My bones are visable against my skin and my wounds are infected and changing color. I do not even move as I hear the cell door open. Only when I hear a familiar voice that I thought I would never hear again, do I look around. Standing in the doorway of the cell is the children of my master, tears are running down their faces as they speak.<br/><br/>"Cyrid, our father is so sick none of the healers or magicians can heal, but he believes that you can. I know after years of your punishment and being fed very little, you have little to no strength left, that you may even die by straining yourself by doing this, but he's all we got left."<br/><br/>I nod and with the help of several guards I stand. Supporting me they lead me up to my lord's chambers. The magicians and the healers shake their heads, not believeing that I can heal him. Everyone sits as I approach my master, my chains rattle loudly and through the slits of my muzzle I stare down at him. After hours of no movement as one of my tears splashes on his face, he opens his eyes. Looking at my through the slits in my muzzle he reaches down around his neck and unlocks the device around my head. Then he strokes my silky fur and kisses my forehead.<br/><br/>"Cyrid, he says with tears in his eyes, I'm so sorry." I shake my head and hold his in my arms, with tears in my eyes I kiss his forehead. I do love my master despite the cruelty that he shows me.<br/><br/>"Rest my lord, soon you will walk and talk again," I say. I dance like never before impressing all in the room. Blood drips on the ground, but still I continue. My breath becomes labored and short, but still I continue. Then I fall to the ground and my eyes close. No breathing comes from my body, no heartbeat can be heard. My master falls on his knees, kisses my forehead and lays me on the bed, before crying out unto the heavens. Everyone in the room as well as the lord's kingdom weeps and their tears rain down from the heaven unleashing the largest rainstorm that the world has ever seen. Then lightning cracks in the sky and a terrible thunderstorm engulfs the place. Then darkness cloaks the entire area and all in the place fall into a deep sleep, only to awake when I do.