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In a galaxy only seventy billion light-years away, is a dead planet called Solmen. Although, centuries ago, this barren wasteland was a planet of purity. It was a most unusual planet. Summer was permanent and trees of mauve and lilac grew in patches. It was a magical paradise where Unicorns thrived and Pegasus soared in the clean, un-polluted air. Waterfalls of sheer pureness ricocheted off the smooth rolling hills Purity elves, which also lived on this beautiful land were peace makers and had forever banished all evil from the planet. Every fruit imaginable grew from the purple vines on the colorful trees. The light rain showers and the sun would have reflected off the dew on the long grass for days on end. If anyone searched forever and a day, they would have never come across a more peaceful place. But very few knew that peacefulness was about to be shattered.
While the summer stayed forever on Solmen, a terrible, never ending storm cast shadows upon Sinkandra, planet of darkness. The leafless tree shivered in the wind. Dragons and black eagles buffeted headlong against the raging updrafts in a laborious search of food, which had become scarce. Demons and their death unicorns huddled together for warmth. The vegetation, which wasn’t very appetizing, had become the last source of edible food. This source too, like everything else, was small as most of the plants on Sinkandra were poisonous .Constant fights were breaking out between species, beast or not, over what little meat was left. They knew what they had to do. They had to lay siege on the planet of purity, Solmen. But they also had to be patient. They would wit until the mighty queen, Zarcon, had found a mighty warrior, capable of leading the attack. They would wait until they were full of meat, brought by the mighty snow dragons of the northern planet, Prinkston, where a large cache had been made. Then they would lay siege upon the paradise, making all who ruled there servants to do their bidding. In time the lush planet would be theirs, but like all warriors, they were patient.
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