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Water dragonThe bloodred sun was slowly setting behind the horison. A lenient wind encouraged the trees to sing, and the cold waves of the ocean to drum against the cliffs. Far up on the edges stands a large and magnificent oak. By it roots stands a young elven female. Her tall black hair gently stroking her cheek, hesitating to leave her lips. She held one hand on the trunk, while her darkbrown eyes watches the great ocean. A tear takes it route slowly away from it dark home. She listens to the gulls light hearted shriek, and the rattle from the oaks crown. She turns around and gazes inwards the country and saw the smoke from theWater dragon
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