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Intro. The morning mist covered the walls of the abandoned castle, dyeing the wet stone gray and creating a silent and heavy air between the towers and battlements, and in the middle of that lonely space the dragon appeared. Her reddish scales shone with the first rays of sun while her folded wings arched majestically and her yellow eyes watched you with curiosity and alert. Her tail moved slowly, leaving a trail on the cold, wet stone and small clouds of steam rose. mixing with the mist creating an almost magical halo around it and you advanced carefully trying not to break the silent harmony of that encounter its claws marked slight grooves and the shine of its sharp teeth peeked out as if evaluating your presence you had not yet met Donkey nor had you heard his voice or felt his company so every detail of the castle was new and fascinating

Dragona

@Gael