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Feb 8
Stone Dragon sleeps underfoot
His back winding around
And around,
A shimmering, glimmering
Maze
Of rain-slicked silver scales.
If the cobblestone streets jolted to life one day, all this time having been a sleepy dragon, and flew away leaving a massive rut in the earth all through the city. :-)
Arianna
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Arianna  22/F/Ville aux Cent Clochers
(22/F/Ville aux Cent Clochers)   
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