When the sun and moon eclipse,
And Solaria's blood in rivers drips,
A dormant power shall arise,
The fifth tribe will open its eyes.
Its slumber in the caves so long,
Its might and rage a sleeping song,
It stirs beneath the trembling earth,
With claws and wings and hellish mirth.
With scales of rock, wings of light,
The fifth tribe takes to the sky's great height.
The warring clans, with fear and dread,
See the stone dragons take the lead.
Their fire burns, their breath is cold,
As they weave a tale untold.
As the dragons clash, the heavens tremble,
The power of the fifth tribe is no mere mumble.
With wings of light, it soars with might,
A sight so fearsome, a terror so bright.
In this epic struggle, who shall prevail?
Can the warring clans the dragons assail?
Or will the fifth tribe the victor reveal,
And Solaria's fate, their claws shall seal.
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Wings of Fire: Beyond the Horizon
Fanfiction⚠️Potential spoilers for the Wings of Fire series! It is recommended to read Wings of Fire books 1-15 before reading this story. Trigger warnings for the following types of content: War, Death, Violence, Blood/Gore, Murder, Religious Belief, Hatred...
