Broken Scales, Sharpened Claws, Hidden Heart.

Broken Scales, Sharpened Claws, Hidden Heart.

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A beautiful young dragon, born with the power of perception, hides her power as the Tribe leader seeks her talons in marriage and drags his tribe down to ruin for selfishness and greed. A young fire dragon, strong and kind, puts his life on the line to save his tribe mates and the love of his life. Will he prevail? Disclaimer: The book cover is composed of images I found on google, I do not claim them as mine Also, my stories are more inspiring if you read while listening to skymubs music, or music by Florian Burr, or Peter Crowley.
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