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The dragon glares at the stranger speaking to it in the old tongue.
I come at the behest of one greater then I. I am bound to this fight as much as a bird is bound to the sky. But my purpose here has been served.
Suddenly an aparition appeared behind Eldaire, a whisp of cloud becoming the shape of a man. Eldaire didnt react, he didnt hear a sound, only felt the impact of a staff striking the back of his neck
Don't try to disuade my friend Dreamspike here. His and my quarry still stands, but it is not you. The demon, where has he gone?
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"Life is possible only with illusions. And so, the question for the science of mental health must become an absolutely new and revolutionary one, yet one that reflects the essence of the human condition: On what level of illusion does one live?"
-- Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death
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