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Concluida, Has publicado sep 07, 2015
Not everyone knew what happened to Palm, mate of Smolder, the SandWing prince. Many assumed she was killed by Queen Oasis, others that she was let free then killed, others even think she was given to Blister, to suffer. But in truth, she survived, heavy with egg.
Palm settled near the IceWing Kingdom, near the coast of the ocean and just south of the palace. She was alone, she had to hunt, survive, and hide all alone. What happened to Smolder? Was he alright? 
Palm would never know.
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