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This is my darling Dhedllione. My most
beautiful dragon, whom I raised from a
hatchling.
She is furious now, as I, once again bid
her goodbye.
She was my "Dheddy teddy", who guarded
and loved me, even as we were babies,
and continued to do so till the Vigothes
ripped us apart.
Her anger at my capture: her rage as she
is forced from me, by powers much older
than ours, is terrifying to see. See the
red rage in her eyes as she's stripped
of her wings and forced
into the Mhyysst Whurrlld, {and little did she know how agonizing it would be to leave when the Tyydes Thuurnd and the and the signal pieced her heart}. Only the Bhllaak
Ghodde, ancient and evil, stops her from
saving me now, as we play
out our parts in this prophetic tale.
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SHAPE-SHIFTER, she be, this chosen one!
To fly from the Mhyysst Whuurlld, when
the her time was come! Only the signal that pierced her heart brought Dhedlli to Dhaamyya, to play her part!
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Once upon a time, in a land that
side-slipped from the known dimension,
and, thus, remained timeless, there was
born a little girl, Dhhamyya and a baby girl
dragon, Dhedllione. They were born at the exact same
moment of time, thus fulfilling an
ancient prophecy, long forgotten by the
current despots that ruled the land.
They met, one day later, though neither
could remember, {being babies, you
know}, under the strangest circumstances
that could ever be. And, so it followed,
the rest of their days.
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