Dragon world

This was their favorite time of day to fly.

As the glowing, crimson sun dipped down below the vast horizon, retreating to allow night to take its place, the dragons took flight.

The sky looked beautiful: wisps of pillow-like clouds seemed to part in front of them as they flexed their powerful wings. Like sails from ancient ships, the wings beat in the dying embers of the sun’s fire, embracing what little warmth remained. Thousands of tiny scales that covered the beasts’ bodies glistened like rubies in the dazzling light.

As they reached full speed, leaving the world far beneath them, they almost grinned as they thought about where they were going. There would be others like them there. It would be paradise…

As you flew into the air with full speed. They didn't stop at all.

There giant wings were flapping one second at a time. They loved how they felt the nice, fresh air and seeing the fluffy clouds down below. As they kept on flying, they felt the warm sun, warming there scales up. They almost smiled at the fact that there dragon body was feeling the nice warmth. It was like they was wrapped in a nice, warm blanket.

As they drifted towards the sunset. Not stopping until they found another island or any kind of land to set on. They couldn't wait until they found new places with new creatures. As the sun was slowly going down, letting the moon take place. The dragons was still up, high in the sky. There eyes glowing a bit.

The sight at the moon, shining bright, was so beautiful. Even when the fluffy clouds, slowly turning into a dark blue was beautiful, even when the white bright moon was up high. The dragons wouldn't rest.

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What happens next??