Plasmic_Dragon
'Twas the night of the Flameforgers Festival, when all through the land
Not a thing was stirring, not even a bit of sand
The nests were filled in, the hatchlings under care
Dragons resting their wearied limbs, relaxing without fear --
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"I WON'T STAND FOR THIS ANYMORE!!!" A single dragon, alone in a dark forest, screamed. "This is the LAST STRAW, you know what I mean?"
The forest rustled around her at the vengeful declare.
"I'M SUING THE EXTINGUISHED JACKALOPES!!!" She cried, her eyes an angry flare.
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β¦.in hopes that Flameforger's would soon pass by thereβ¦.