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DriftingShadow's Clan
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The tome-spanning epic of DriftingShadow's Clan is yet unwritten. Time alone will transcribe its tales upon the scrolls of history.
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546537
546537
Date Joined
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020
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Sep 03
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Recent Activity
Aug 25
Welcomed new hatchlings!
1 Skydancer Female, 2 Skydancer Male
1 Skydancer Female, 2 Skydancer Male
Aug 25
Welcomed new hatchlings!
2 Obelisk Female
2 Obelisk Female
Aug 14
Welcomed new hatchlings!
2 Skydancer Male, 1 Skydancer Female
2 Skydancer Male, 1 Skydancer Female
Recent Achievements
Aug 03
Wow, There's Actually More Down There (5)
Jul 28
You Can Never Have Too Many Dragons (100)
Jul 24
A Color Changing Wonder
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So twisted does it grow-
with berries black as midnight
And a skull as white as snow
The vicar’s cocky young son
Came to drink my tea
He touched me without asking
now he’s buried ‘neath a tree”