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    Lawtan
    
    
  Dragon Storm 
  
  
  
  
     
     
  
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      The wooden door slammed open against a pale stained wall with a smash, as if there was no resistance whatsoever. A tad surprised, I hovered at the entrance, trying to gauge the interior. The entryway was...rather blank. Glass and papers littered the floor, but the walls held nothing. No bookcases, no racks - an anxiety and peace warred in my heart from the sheer lack. 
 
A scent - clear water with a metallic tinge - wafted into my nose. For what reason would I be at this place? Surely it is abandoned and perhaps even illegal to trespass. However, despite my misgivings, my legs pushed me forwards. Like a marionette on strings, I was pulled into the rotten, empty, building.
     
    
      
      
      Lawtan: A chaotic dragoness with issues.  
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Science, horror, folklore, and cuteness incoming! 
  
      
    
   
  
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  Posted 10-26-2015, 11:23 AM
  
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