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Ice Dragon
Beneath the moon’s pale, silken gleam,
An ice-born dragon weaves its dream.
Its frozen scales like starlight glow,
A silent beast of frost and snow.
Its wings outstretched, a crystal flare,
Suspended mid-flight in the frigid air.
Time holds its breath, the moment still,
A wonder shaped by human will.
But when the sun begins to rise,
Its icy heart will meet demise.
Yet for one night, its beauty reigned,
A fleeting magic, uncontained.