The Prophecy

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When Draccious is left without a queen,

Hopes lost, tears have been shed,

Three shall arise and take on a quest,

Restore hope return, what was lost,

One shall be hatched at the darkest part of night, when the stars glow silver,

Another shall be born on the highest cliff when the the sun is at its peak,

The last will be hatched in the deepest cave, where the last Embercoils dwell,

They shall unite and return Draccious to its former glory,

Calm the raging fire burning in their hearts,

And return color to a bleak world.

Rulers of the SkyOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora