The air was oddly musty, and the atmosphere felt unsettling. The mountains in the distance looked like claws of the world. They threatened my every movement. Those sharp points curved and almost pointed down should not be called mountains. For they do not have the right. But here everyone is, trusting them. But I know. That someday, they will come to haunt us.
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FalconWings of Theropoda
FantasyAbout big bird like dragons that are related to Wings of Fire.
