In the heart of the Celestara mountains, where the winds whisper secrets and the skies are painted with the colors of dan, a Prophecy was etched into the stones of ancient temple of Dragon Riders.
When shadows fall and darkness spread,
Two Riders shall rise, their paths tightly thread.
One with the breath of winters chill,
And the other with flames that burn at will.
The first shall rise, a spark of the sun,
His fire igniting the battles hard-won.
With a heart fierce and spirit ablaze,
His Dragon shall scorch through the darkest haze.
Born of ice, the second shall stand,
With a heat pure and a steady hand.
Her Dragon, a spirit of frost and snow,
Shall wield the power that only she knows.
Together they'll face the tide of despair,
Bound by a love that will conquer all air.
In the depths of their hearts, the truth shall ignite,
For love is their weapon, their beacon of light.
Yet peace comes with sacrifice, a bitter cost,
As they battle the shadows, never counting the lost.
Through trials of fire and tempests of ice,
They'll stand grim together, their bond their device.
In the end, through sacrifice, they shall rise,
In the dance of the flames and the snowflakes that rise.
A kingdom redeemed, from darkness set free,
And forever will echo the truth: FIRE & ICE
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Fire & Ice: The Silver Flame
FantasyLong, long ago...in a world filled with wonder and chaos...there were Dragons! A tale of Dragon Riders, a young elf come to find she is destined to save her world and a tale of love and strength through trials of the heart and war. Please read the...
