In its time, The Dragonpit was a marvel of the world.
Full grown Targaryen dragons nested beneath its massive dome.
And even on the darkest nights...
...the walls seemed to glow with the fire of the great beasts inside.
As had the sites previous occupant, the sept of rememberence...
...when Maegor the Cruel blasted it with dragon fire during morning prayers.
Screams of the dying men echoed through King's Landing all day.
And a pall of ash and smoke hung over the city for a week.
But as it dissipated...
...so too did the rebellion of the Faith Militant.
The Sept of Rememberence faded from memory...
...and Maegor decided to replace a monument to the gods...
...with a monument to his family. The Dragonpit.
Labor proved elusive however.
For after the Red Keep was finished, Maegor had hosted a three-day feast...
...for all the builders, stonemasons and carpenters who had work to build it.
At its conclusion, he slaughtered them...
...so that only he would know the castles secrets.
So many men fled the construction of the Dragonpit...
...but Maegor was forced to employ the prisoners of the city dungeons.
Supplemented by skilled and ignorant builders...
...from across the Narrow Sea.
For more than a century...
...Targaryens housed their dragons in the Dragonpit.
But dragons are not horses to be stabled...
...or hounds to be kenneled.
With each generations the dragons became less...
...less massive, less swift, less long-lived...
And less invulnerable.
During the Dance of Dragons...
...two Targaryen factions killed a handful of their familiy's dragons...
...while fighting each other.
A frenzied mob even broke into the Dragonpit...
...and slaughtered the five dragons chained there.
Though the last managed to bring down the roof of the great dome...
...on its assailants.
The Dragons never recovered their former strenght or numbers.
Perhaps their line had been too broken.
Or perhaps others intervened to break it further.
But the last dragon grew no larger than a cat...
...and its death earned Aegon, Third of His Name...
...the ephitet "Dragonbane".
What is a Dragonpit without dragons?
The roof remained where it had fallen.
Great bronze doors rusted and fell off their hinges.
Prostitutes cavorted were fantastic creatures...
...had once fed and slept.
Then came Daenerys.
Now dragons once again darken the sky.
But they will never darken the Dragonpit again.
Daenerys has learned the folly of chaining her dragons.
The Dragonpit is and will remain a ruin of a bygone age...
...when kings and queens flew hight above their countrymen.