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something i made up of a new born dragon's first spring |
| The sound of the dragon's wings scare the village children The fear for their fathers at war surround the childrens' hearts It is spring once again The dragons are breeding and laying eggs in their newly made nests The mothers are more agressive than ever before In a month or two the eggs will hatch Baby dragons will soon be flying over our heads once it is spring again. |