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Dragons of Nû Abi

Enter Pleides
Aquarius, Act 5, Chronicle 4

When the most innocent tides become the worst seas.When the mighty trees suddenly pale in size to what’s to be. When a murder drives several families insane. When his eyes go blind with seethe. The most docile sibling, the desperado of maelstroms. http://fav.me/d606beu

What is to happen, will be a story for the legends. The dawning of the currents brings a seeker of no survivors. A- madman goes insane. Branches snap. Branches of the most powerful towers. They fall and crumble. We build the rock from once to be. As tides brew and jealous eyes blacken…Eyes of him- Aquarius, of the Ocean borns.

Mist engulfs the Sheepish horizon, water droplets dance in their paradisic charm. The Island rests unsafe in its cradle beneath the simple smooth oceans.

Amass a danger born of hate and hope. The holy seas retreat- they retreat to return. As trembles and quakes, honing and thrums rock the islanders to sleep. A glaze of death shimmers the island. As the sky is blackened by powerful waves. Waves reaching past the clouds. Waves about to storm down. Two paws spread out wings flying. He holds the waves , the jealous Eyes -his.Ready to lead. “That what you did to the smoke, the Metal Grass. the Islanders, the wounded,-my mate. I can never forgive” His rage undying. His temperament gone, his mind loose-blank as all instinct catches on - The instinct embodying a vengeful god. In rageful scream and roars, he lets go of his paws. The terrifying wave falls.


He descends with the crushing waves. Knowing he won’t survive it either. It is his judgement. In the distance he catches the glimpse of a lover he thought once dead.The drowning of the Island begins in the most sovereign beauty nobody could have expected. bonum vale, Alcumena, suavis amator, Im ‘parcentes, animasque in reditu mea.

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