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Fri, 15 Apr 2005 The dragon soars above me, her talons reaching out for me, is she here to help or hurt me? I look into the dark eyes and decide my fate, she will help. I stand fast as she approaches with those large wings flapping and blowing in the soil around me. At last I stand in front of the beast, the only question I'm asked is "How may I help?" I ask for and am granted one boon; to travel with her to the land I still seek.
-March 2005 |
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