| From Walter |
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Sometimes the Dragon Wins. "Bring Me!" said the King of Lavimore over his dinner of venicen and wild boar. "Bring Me the Duke and the Prince so that I may know what happened, and has happened since." The two arrived and slowly bowed, "Yes Sire?" "Tell me what happened, and be you not a liar" "I know the story of what happened" it was the Prince, Tate. "I know the brave knights fate" "'Twas yesterday 'morn at first light" "That your noble left for his final fight." Replied the King, "Was the dragon better than he?" "Apparently sire, his victory was not meant to be." "A slow horse? A dull sword? Were these his sins?!" "No sire, apparently sometimes the dragon wins." |
| What do Dragons' Dream? Of Slow Knights, With Dull Swords Of Magical Flights With Maidens Fair Of Warm Nights In Caves Dark. |
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