Put your ideas and comments below, and just so you know, the Rainwings became assassins and the evil Queen Anaconda is trying to control the whole continent. But the dragons of Phyrria will rise.
Prophecy: Beneath the skies of burning red, The war will rise, the war will spread. Darkness will cloak the moonlit air, And heroes born will tremble in despair. With scales of gold and hearts of ice, The serpent's tongue will cut through life. A queen with wings of molten flame Will weave the threads of death and shame. But in the shadows, hidden deep, A secret promise begins to creep— For in the darkest hour's night, A single star will bring the light. The queen of flames shall fall to dust, Her reign undone, her iron trust. The sun will rise, and peace shall reign, But scars of war shall leave their stain. Only when the shadows part, Shall peace return to every heart. And in the quiet, soft as song, The world will heal, and carry on.
