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Enter Dragonheart's Lair
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Never let it be said that a broken heart or shattered dreams have slowed me down. Life has so much to offer and I will make
sure I live it to the fullest for as long as I am able. Dragons can't stop me from being who I wish to be. The worst they
can do is alter my path not give me my quest. I will choose my destination and be true first and always to myself, Dragonheart.
A heart forged in a dragons lair, a spirit with no fear, a determination that can best the biggest dragon. What more could
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"Yet Dragons are not like Unicorns, I willen. They dwellyth in some Realm defined bye thee Fancie of the Wille and, thus,
it myte bee that whomsoever calleth upon them, and giveth them theyre patheway unto thys worlde, calleth theyre Owne dragon
of the Mind. Yette, I trow, the Pure in Harte maye stille call a Dragon of Power as a Forse for Goode in thee worlde, and
this ane nighte the Grate Worke will commense. " Your own darkness, given shape..." Terry Pratchett - Guards, Guards |
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