The song made of dragons |on hold|

You love everything that is beautiful but blows in the shadows. Your pride will be your downfall.

Your loved ones will turn their backs, for the shuttle has arrived, lay down their arms, for the song of the legend has reached. The sons of God will stand against this shadow, fighting if they have to to protect their land, but not win, for the shadow is stronger. She will set foot in the halls of the holy gods. She looked her father in the eye. She was going to go with her.