Dragon of the sea, teeth mountain tall, tail the fan of continents, whose blood melts flesh and whose children explode when born.

Eggs the size of a village, obsidian like glass, smoother to a micron than a laser could make.
A prize…for the right merchant.
All merchants need a buyer, and all buyers desire something…special.

Dreadnaught of the black deeps, eyeless marauder and silent ravager, an agent of time.

Perhaps even…a kind of god.



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