Sentinal Dragon
It stood on the cliff and looked down. So many of the creatures could have been easy prey. But though it hungered, and thirsted, and longed for flight, it could not leave the cliff ledge. It simply could not. It stood there as a statue would. It was the sentinal dragon.
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