DragonFruitA Poem by FaeryQueenon the spoti come from a long line of flying beasts wings and such fire breathers we left something behind so you can remember us in the next life our blood has been shed and sometimes even in the rain and in the lightning you can hear the echoes of our battles and when the rain falls our blood also falls like droplets dripping
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