The Twin Flames
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A long time ago, when God's clash beneath the earth's crust --two sides were made on which the two sister clash with one another one fights for the gods, one fights for their people-- Or which my mother would say, she often remind me that the unnamed champion had divide its self in which the Angelus were created or the Two sisters and they created a league where our dragons came from. Mother would tell us this story time to time not letting us forget our roots, our lineage
On why people would glorify us like we are God's. No, we oath to be the peoples protector not gods to be worshipped with. We bow to no men or Gods that only intention was to reak havoc
I, Vyselle Caenrelis or House Caenraenos youngest daughter of Aerion II, Princess of the Tarragon
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