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 Argen With a thousand lies and a good disguise, hit ‘em right between the eyes
It seemed that when the pair found a new land in Helovia, they explored it in length until they knew every inch of it. When they had discovered the Heavenly Fields they had fallen in love with the area and stayed there for several weeks as they took in the scenery and met the wanderers. It was the same here, with the beach. Argen and his bronze companion took an instant liking to the salt water that splashed up against the burning, pale sand. They even liked the crisp, salty air that played with the ends of Argen's dull blond mane. Solomon lifted high on the warm currents, gliding lazily above his bondmate's head. Soft, joyful trills flitted through the air as the dragon worked his sky dance, the sunlight dancing off his glorious, shiny scales with all the beauty of his royal heritage. The dragon, growing older with each passing day, was still young and filled with wonder, balancing out Argen and his more fiery moods. The stallion shook his head at his carefree, draconian friend as he lowered in the air, spinning elegantly before landing on the equine's strong back.
Clicking a warning, Solomon perked his head toward the winged beast and its companion, just as the mare spoke. Meet her. Solomon pressed, and Argen smirked carefully before changing his path to meet up with the stranger. "That's a funny looking dragon you have there." He called out, a mock, but a playful smile tugged at the corner of his sienna lips. |
We are the long forgotten sons
And daughters that don't belong to anyone
We are alone under this sun
We work to fix the work that you've undone
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