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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗥



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In a land of fire and scales so strand,
There lived a mythical creature, a dragon so grand.
Its breath incinerated all in its path,
Feared by all, evoking tempests of wrath.

But hidden within its fearsome might,
Lay a heart of gold, a soul shining bright.
For this dragon, though fierce and wild,
Had a tale that would leave you beguiled.

Centuries had passed, yet it remained,
An immortal being, forever unrestrained.
With wings that spanned across the sky,
It soared through realms, reigniting the eye.

But deep within its immortal soul,
A loneliness grew, consuming it whole.
For what worth is life's eternal embrace,
When there's no one around to share in its grace?

One fateful night, as moonlight cascaded,
A frail figure stumbled, trapped and degraded.
A boy, with clothes battered and worn,
In need of saving, forlorn and alone.

The dragon's eyes glowed a vibrant hue,
As it saw the child, and what it must do.
With a swoop and a dive, it arrived at his side,
Claws of salvation, wings of a guide.

The boy, in awe, could scarce believe,
That this ancient beast would help him retrieve,
The dreams he once held, before time's cruel touch,
And offer salvation in a world that's so much.

Together they faced trials and strife,
Two beings entwined, valuing each other's life.
Through mountains and valleys, they ventured on,
A bond forged in fire, forever strong.

The boy grew in strength, his heart unbound,
While the dragon found solace, no longer earthbound.
As their tale spread, hope was reawakened,
For the power of love was truly unshaken.

So remember the dragon, the immortal who saved,
A boy lost in darkness, a soul once enslaved.
For in the realm of fantasy, where legends reside,
Lies a lesson of compassion, forever to guide.



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The battle raged on for days with neither side willing to relent. The swords clashed brutally in a deafening display of destruction. The fight had been hard, with death following in its wake.

The crack of thunder and rain lurching down from the dark, menacing clouds only added to the chaos. Blood and mud soaked the battlefield, coating the combatants in its revolting stench. The screams of men drowning in a bloody wave of violence echoed in the wind.

The attackers fought through the gates, breaking down the kingdom's walls one by one. The defenders stubbornly refused to surrender, determined to fight until the last man was slain. Arrows flew through the air, clattering against the crumbling stone and steel helmets. The sounds of war were as destructive as the weapons themselves, maiming those exposed in their intensity. The defenders fought for their lives, for their future, valiantly cutting through their adversaries with their remaining blades and spears.

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