Reginal
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- Parts 7
MatureOngoing39m
Last published Sat, Apr 16, 2022
Everyone in the city screamed in fear. Houses on fire as a shadow crossed on us. I looked up to see a big black... DRAGON!? Its black scales shone from his own flames, dark red eyes gleaming with anger, sharp teeth full shown as he breaths fire, his wings outstretched as his tail swished side to side.
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