Lightning flashed and thunder roared, a black dragon appeared in the sky, he thanked the wind and rain, and asked the rivers and lakes who is the hero of the world, but in vain he fished for the shadow of the moon.
Thousands of miles of territory, strong men with swords to the end of the world, no one can say the bitterness of separation, passion and heroism running through the chest and heart like iron, only men can do it.
Not bad but I can't see the results
Good-looking content with clear boundaries