Drachenlied
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"Within a world many years from Earth, There is a world ruled by great beasts. These beasts have eyes of yellow, like that of a cat, Breathe of danger, that to fear, talons of a hawk, except much larger, horns of the devil, only sharper, great wings that fly, like that of a giant bat, that beat with fearsome power, a tail with the blowing force of an elephants rage and teeth with the ripping power of a T-Rex's jaws. These beasts are known to man as the Terror of the skies, great lonesome creatures that fly among the shadows of night and lurk between dark clouds of mystery. Fear the mighty Dragons of the World of Blood and Fury!" These were the words my Grandfather warned me of the world known as Drachenlied. The elders did not want me to go there, but I had to find them. I had to find the secret. I had to follow the destiny in which I had dreamed many years ago. The destiny which Drachenlied sang of....I had to find out what this fear ridden world wanted with me. I am Lena, Tamer of Dragons, and I have a story to tell you.
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