Dravius looked around, taking in his surroundings. There wasn't a lot, just rushing rocks as he plummeted to the bottom of the gorge. Saray laughed and clapped, enjoying the ride. The siblings were going so fast, their thick black hair streamed above them. Dravius sat on the ground of the rock, and yawned loudly. Sary flipped herself into a handstand, singing a loud song, so loud that it carried to the top of the gorge, yet still maintaining a hint of sweetness.
"Only you can save yourself
alone in the cold, you are strong.
All else live in the sun, stay in the shadows, you will not go wrong
To beat back the cold, the fire will come,
to rage and to burn and to keep you all warm.
Defeat all your enimies, and soon you will see,
You have become strong, no unlike me." As soon as the young princess had finished the song, the hunk of the cliff slammed into the ground, rubble flying everywhere. The pair vanished under the rockslide, and as the dust settled, you could see two figures standing off the the side, not the siblings, but ones that looked like them.