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← ギャラリーへ戻るA woman with braided hair rides a black dragon over a burning city, with another dragon in the background.

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Arya

@arya2texas · 2026-07-08

編み込みヘアの女性が黒いドラゴンに乗り、燃える街の上空を飛んでいる。背景には別のドラゴンが見える。

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QT: Dragon Art they were not a myth, they merely waited until she who shared their blood had awakened them to save mankind from itself~ The wind tore at her braids like it wanted to rip the memory of her name from the world. One hand gripped the jagged ridge of bone that ran down Drago’s neck; the other was flung forward, fingers splayed, as though she could seize the burning horizon itself and drag it closer. Below them, the corpse of another lost metropolis smoldered. Towers that had once scraped the clouds now stood as blackened ribs. Firelight dancing in the dragon’s emerald eyes and painted the ruined streets in shifting gold and blood-red. Another roar answered Drago from the smoke behind them—Kaelith, the second of the old blood, wings spread wide enough to eclipse the dying sun. Arya’s lips moved, shaping words older than the stones beneath the ashes. Drago answered her with a low, thunderous growl that vibrated through her bones. She leaned forward until her cheek almost brushed the hot, scaled hide. “They took everything,” she whispered. “Now we take the sky and those who have managed it survive.” The dragon folded its wings and dropped like a falling star toward the heart of the inferno. Behind them, Kaelith followed. Two shadows against a sky the color of bruises and endings.

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