Not so far from the dragonland where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin there where dark has ruled forever
Překlad: Rapsódie. Dargor, Shadowlord Of The Black Mountain [rozšířená verze].
Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled
: Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled
