Berylfolk - Cuni
Evil dragon, 'mid the zenith hotly burning
Thou, who all about thee, fiery threads art turning,
With a stifling hotness parching all the valley,-
Evil dragon, lo, too speedy is thy rapture
O'er thy victory; for, compassing my capture,
From my dark, deep quiver, poison barbs will sally.

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