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"...Sure...."

 

Wilson took out a makeshift pouch of sorts made out of rope and grass, and put the bone shards inside it before closing it up, and slowly getting back on his feet. He put his shirt and jacket back on, along with the amulet Hugos had given him.

 

"...Well, that'll do.... so long as I don't take a nasty fall, i'll be fine. Come on...let's head back."

"I find myself in a house....not a shack of some sort....a real home.....like back where I came from....I go to this...mirror....and it's not me in the mirror. It's shaped like me, but, it's not....it's dark, shifty, covered in nightmare fuel....the visage speaks to me. It wants me to do evil things."

 

"Now isn't that interesting.....dragons are powerful, noble creatures. Humans like to tell stories that paint them as monstrous man-eaters, though that's not really true for my kind."

Edited by Silentdarkness1

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