The Silver Winglet prophecy

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Wait for the dragonets of Silver to rise:
Secrets, and whispers, full of lies,
Neglected, evil and the one that cries,
Phantoms, imprisoned, born to fly,
Three among their number willing to die.

Wait for the war to end all wars:
The crown to fall into malevolent jaws,
Fight with flames and wings and claws,
Rivals made and allies forged,
A desperate world to lean towards.

Wait for the heirs of ocean tides:
One sides, one hides,
One smiles and provides,
Choose your words wisely and nobody dies,
Speak the wrong phrases and not one survives.

Twelve wings of silver to ultimately decide.
Forever thriving or final demise.

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