Dragon Little was getting older. It was almost her sixth birthday and I knew that sooner or later, in the next year or two, she will find out the truth about where she ist and that there ist a way out of her father’s dream. And then… Anything may happen. And sooner or later, she will die. Or, worse, she will be found by those who look for her.
I do not know how it ist that Dragon Father came to have Dragon Little, for she does come of his dream. I do not know how much Dragon Father knows of what there ist outside his dream. I do not know how much Dragon Father knows of those who search for his daughter, those awful monsters who enslave dragons.
And yet…
Something in me believed that he did know that he would have to prepare Dragon Little for a life far harsher than a simple life of daily adventure.
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