878 draco nobilis samudr tat par balon vali mdal ke roop men poj de rahi hai
20:45The sun beat down on Draco Nobilis, each ray highlighting the unexpected fur that covered his broad chest and shoulders. He struck a pose against a weathered driftwood log, the salty breeze ruffling his already windswept hair. The photographer, a frantic blur of movement, called out instructions: "More smolder, Draco! Think brooding ocean depths! Let the light catch those...pecs, darling!" Draco shifted, flexing slightly, acutely aware of the curious onlookers gathering a safe distance away. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the sand between his toes, or the way the damp sea air made his fur cling uncomfortably, but a dragon's gotta earn a hoard somehow, and apparently, hairy is hot this season.