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... the dragon stirred. Its scales, once dull as ash, shimmered faintly in the rising sun. The old man, Lyricon, guardian of forgotten echoes, stood slowly. His bones cracked like old instruments returning to tune.
He leaned on his staff, its top bound in strings of silken metal, and hummed along with the melody.
"They’ve truly begun," he said to the wind. "At last."
Lyricon turned toward the horizon. His time in the desert was ending. The Choir was not just a memory anymore ...
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