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... ived in a half-ruined auditorium where a branch of the Spirit Tree managed to grow, replacing the roof and scattering the glowing bright flowers all over the place.
There, buried under the soft petals, there was his beloved black dragon, sleeping peacefully as always.
The petals were covering her whole body, and whenever her huge chest would move or her mane sway on the wind they would fall off or raise into the air, creating a magical, almost breathtaking sight, making her scale ...
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