You start walking on a mystic path that
seems to glitter with dust... maybe faerie dust?! The air is sweet like you can almost
taste it. The lush green grass is so soft and pefect. You look up at the sky enjoying this
peacful place. You look at the clouds and see pictures in them... a rabbit, a centaur, a
dragon... a dragon! The dragon flies above you and lands...
"Stop!"
the dragon yells as it lands in front of you. "Whats your name and how did you get
here?!" the dragons asks.
"I...uhh..." you sputter and quickly tell the dragon your name, "I am a
friend to this place, are you the guardian of this page?" you ask the dragon.
As the dragon stands there he looks astonished, "You mean you are not afraid?! Well
then, I am Meadow's Grace. Feel free to wonder the mountain if you like. But remeber I am
in the skies watching you!" Meadow's Grace flies off and disappears in the mountains
fog...
     
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