through a dragons eye it awaits to conqer ready to recive it's fate skyving diving through the air ready to catch the bait how long will it have to wait until the fire crips the bait
I heard they were not real but to others they were legends that bought many pleasures into the land of kosovans or mabye here in britan where we await
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