She, the dieing one, Iranna, had a lover, but she treated him (Amadeus) horribly. He would try to win fair lady Iranna's love, and instead, Amadeus won Iranna's love of his body and his kindness. All she would do was use him and play off his good nature for what she wanted. One day, he asked her what it would take to win her respect.

So she told him to bring her the beautiful eyes of the Grand White Dragon at the top of the tallest mountain in the east, Knifeledge. That, Iranna said, would be proof to her that he is worthy of her love, that it would prove his devotion and the valor of his hear...things she desired in a man.

Amadeus said he would do it, and Iranna said that she must go with him. What if he asked his demigod father, Ehrgallos, to do it for him as a favor from father to son?

Amadeus did not wish to protest. Apparently Iranna didn't know that he and Ehrgallos did not get along since his mother's death, and permitted her to come. They climbed together and got to the peak, where the Grand One awaited, for this dragon's eyes saw all. He knew this was coming, and he knew also that today would be the day he was blinded.

Wielding a sword made from the bone of his mother's skeleton (for she herself was a goddess) he fught withthe dragon. Iranna watch with a sort of sick fascination, but vieled this fascination with shock.

The dragon's magnificent crystal-like eyes where cut out, and he refused to give them to her until they reached the foot of the mountain. They never reached it. she slipped on a patch of ice and konked her head hard. She swore and cussed him until she fell into slumber on the ledge they stopped to rest upon.

So there Amadeus sat, looking at the dragon's eye crystals and listening to the beast's far-off moans of pain and lament. Some strings of muscle still clung to the eyes. They didn't have the things needed to clean them properly.

Iranna muttered praises to another in her sleep, moaned, and whispered, a blush blooming on her fair cheeks. She was seeing soemone else again. Apparently he was not enough. Amadeas lost it in that instant.

He lugged the eyes towards her and tied the remaining muscle-strips to her ankles. He finished the job, wiped his hands, and stroked a lock of hair from her face.

The touch awoke her with a mighty start. Her flailing fish-out-of-water movements knocked the eyes off the ledge, and she went with them. She couldn't scream, for she was choked with tears. For the first time, she understood just what she had all this time and just what she squandered. The final straw broke the camel's back was this quest she put him through. She heard words over and over again from a book her grandma would read her as a young child.
The book had been called...Earth. She had loved this one prayer to thier god, and now, it came back to haunt her.

So down she fell, into the titanic chasm known as the Black, a alleged gateway to the Underworld where she supposed all the evils of the world was awaiting her.
All her evils.

Amadeus watched, up above, with no tears of his own. He of course had not a clue as to her thoughts, final feelings. His line of thought was, 'I was right, she never cared for me, she just wanted me for the gifts I would give...good riddance Iranna. You got what you always wanted.'

Then a sick smile colored his lips.
'The souls of they who fall to thier deaths never rise. It is sure that she will burn for this!'

He left the ledge, leaving her belongings and making his way down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, Gargaren, a bear know to villages nearby and feared for his size, swallowed whole. Amadeus who slept with his sword at his belt always started to stab at the walls of he bear's belly. He managed to climb back up the throat. His skin was boiling from acid.

Unfortunatly, Amadeus died as well because the bear's teeth sunk through his heart during his exodus out of Gargaren's mouth.