Finally getting out of the mountains a large dragon flew overhead covering the sky forcing us to look up out of curiosity, this one had many shades of blue and jagged scales, almost looking embellished flying over the mountains. "How many dragons are there?" I questioned in awe. "Thousands, millions, I can't really say," Merlin answered watching the dragon go by. "They look so intriguing," I said in a daze. "They are pretty," Ariel admitted. "Beautiful yet Dangerous," Aemeon said nodding. "There has been many attacks this generation, hasn't there?" Merlin agreed. "Yeah, I heard there was a fire dragon that attacked a village and burned it down to ash, there's a rumour that she came back from the ashes of her mother, they call her the Phoenix," Aemeon announced. "Ah, yes Ashley, that happened eighteen years ago," Merlin said knowingly. "Wait, you knew her?" Aemeon asked. "Many years ago I had, fiery red hair and bright emerald green eyes, there's no forgetting that
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