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The Oldest
I am scaled white. Danger of the red dragon appears in my eyes as I battle. My thousand year old claw rips, kills, eats, lives. I am wise of my age. To kill me off would be chaos. For I am the white dragon. The oldest. The one.
Thanks to Jim for this contribution!
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