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Castles, and Dragons, too
The late afternoon air whipped my hair wildly, blocking and then revealing to me the vast plain tinted gold and rich pink. As the sun slid behind distant hills, the air not only whipped my body, but also my soul. The glory extended out of me into laughter, and it, too, was whipped away.
«This is my Queendom», I told myself, pretending I was living hundreds of years ago in this very place. In my glee, I secretly searched for a silhouetted dragon flying out of the setting su
Darcie Khanukayev
Apr 252 min read
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