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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
The ticking of a galvanised heart, one with power and passion. The steam drives the pistons and the limbs shudder into life as the pressure gauges reach critical mass and rip the very fabric of the host.
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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
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The ticking of a galvanised heart, one with power and passion. The steam drives the pistons and the limbs shudder into life as the pressure gauges reach critical mass and rip the very fabric of the host.
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The ticking of a galvanised heart, one with power and passion. The steam drives the pistons and the limbs shudder into life as the pressure gauges reach critical mass and rip the very fabric of the host.
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The ticking of a galvanised heart, one with power and passion. The steam drives the pistons and the limbs shudder into life as the pressure gauges reach critical mass and rip the very fabric of the host.
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A highly detailed portrait of Death himself. The textures of his face and robe further enhanced by the uniquely faded wash of the garment. A Reaper for the more street-wise goth perhaps?
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A highly detailed portrait of Death himself. The textures of his face and robe further enhanced by the uniquely faded wash of the garment. A Reaper for the more street-wise goth perhaps?
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A twisting, writhing body of scales, chaos and horns. A dragon can not be kept captive, for he was never a slave to begin with. The beast awakens, escape is both swift and violent.
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