This place. This Green. This ruin. Mine.
Kur wasn't born in the Great Green. He was pulled from it, a scrap of shed scale and a wisp of forgotten fire, shaped by a dreamer's hand into something that remembered sunlight. Golden Treasure The Great Green-PLAZA
And it is hungry.
One of them, a thin creature with wild eyes, stopped in front of Kur's cell. He pressed a device to the glass. The lock hissed. The door swung open. This place
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