Sangue Ancião.
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- Oylar 2
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Son yayınlanan Cts, Eyl 17, 2016
Pálpebras cujo encobriam olhos sensíveis abrem-se lentamente; Membranas semi-transparentes retraem-se, expondo-lhe totalmente a uma sutil e nova diferença de luz; Levemente perceptível através de uma parede frágil e esbranquiçada. Precisando de mais, ansiando por mais, estilhaçou a barreira que o continha, inundando a seus próprios pulmões com ar de leve essência salina. Sons, essências e imagens invadiam sua memória, permanentemente. Este é o inicio da história por trás da vida de um jovem dragão, Avalon.
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I'm very sorry ;-; I did not make this I just copied and pasted it I don't make that many spelling errors Geesus
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