Eternity of Pain (FINISHED)
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Don't let the shadows get to you.
All dragons, old and young, weak and strong, have heard that saying. Frequent wars are common among the warring tribes. The ones between SunWings and MoonClaws are the most furious.
Why me?
ShineSwift can't help thinking as she sat down on the soft but edgy volcanic ground. Guards surrounded her from every side. FlameEyes are all around them, staring at her with yellow, orange, red, and black eyes. Upon the great rock, a burning figure appears. . .
How many more legends are real?
SkyWind thought as she followed the cyan energy from her hollow. Her bright sky blue wings fluttered slightly, almost lifting her up in the strong winds. As the snake looked back at her to make sure she was still following them, SkyWind bounded up to the small band of dragons. . .
Why has the war even started?
JaggedNight carefully climbed up the ledge to the far unknown. He had to get away from that . . . that young dragon. He had no idea why she was like that. But, somewhere, far away, his mind started whirling about the war. Then it hit him like the force of the burning sun. . .
Join the dragons for secrets. . . and pain.
Free me. . . Free me. . . Set me free. . . . . .
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