A dragon's spine,
uncoiling across mountains,
a serpent of stone,
breathing the dust of centuries.
Not just a wall,
but a scar, a whisper,
a testament to emperors' dreams,
and the sweat of countless hands,
laid stone upon stone,
against the endless sky.
Watchtowers, silent sentinels,
staring into the vast expanse,
witnesses to empires risen and fallen,
to the ebb and flow of time,
to the wind's lonely song.
The...
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