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Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.Rainer Maria Rilke, 1875-1926 The Poem - The Copper DragonessPrologueChapter One - The BeginningChapter Two - Taking FlightChapter Three - The Planning StagesChapter Four

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The Copper DragonessDragon Lord of the old code,Sitting in your warm abode,Down below the earthen crust,Watching heaps of armor rust,Cantankerous cuss you seem to be,When knights come nigh, seeking ye,Winters end you feel is soon,Sealing forever your fate and doom,Up you rise to feed and scare,Preparing to do what no one dare,Birthing another is on your mind,To carry on within your line,A new

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The Copper Dragoness by Carlo_Shannon"Pfaugh! Another interruption! Can't these people see that Im busy?"Still muttering to myself, I walk towards the front door, ignoring the piles of gems and the stacks of gold coins."WHAT DO YOU WANT? CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M BUSY?" I bellow, as I look down on the poor sod in armor that is all dressed up to visit me. He cringes at my loudness, but I dont care,

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My first memories are of a bone chilling cold and a pitch-black darkness. Then a light, a pinpoint started to glow way off in the distance. I had no idea of time or what time even was. Just jumbled things running through my mind at first. As the light grew, the jumbles started to come together. I wanted to move to the light, but I seemed to have no will of my own. I had memories of moving, of

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Nothing can describe this feeling! Pure, unadulterated joy and ecstasy! I feel weightless, and I am free of my prison at long last. Oh, the colors of the trees, the sky, and the fluffy white clouds! As I fly through them I experience a sort of deja vu as flashes of my fathers flight runs through my mind. Now I know what he felt as he soared through the skies. I can feel him here with me, and if I

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The next days just flew by as I straightened and rearranged the cave to my satisfaction. I didn't go out much as there was so much to do. The stores father had in place for me kept me well fed, and the fire lake kept the cave lit and warm. Most of the time I went over the scroll's father had in the cave. There was a lot of very interesting reading there. Father kept a sort of diary in those pages

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After a breakfast big enough for the three of us, I decided to find out what my two new friends were capable of. I asked them if they had any special powers and they both replied that they weren't sure."Well, do you know of anything that you can do to help me rid the area of King Nepharious?" I asked."Yes!" they both replied quickly."We can help you in two ways." Bones said brightly. "Firstly, we

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I sat back down after putting down all the snacks, waiting patiently for the boys to finish eating. Of course, with them being cats I also had to wait for them to wash afterwards. I nibbled at my snack, because now I was excited to hear what they had to say more than ever. My appetite had nearly vanished with the anticipation. Even with all my knowledge that my father had passed on to me, this

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Things settled back to normal in the days following the cats telling me my name. We spent most of our days wrecking havoc on the castle inhabitants by devising new and improved ways to irritate them. I had started to sort out more and more of my fathers memories and put them to good use. One of the first things I did was place a permanent thundercloud over the castle. It rained day and night,

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After finding myself a snack and a comfortable spot on my bed, I settled down to the task of seeing what this wizard was all about. Clearing my mind of all outside thought processes, I melded my mind with Spot. He seemed to be in some kind of corridor and not very well lit. He passed a few doorways and walked up on what looked like a main hall. Spot peeked around the corner to see if the dogs

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Purring and a cold nose woke me the next day. I opened my eyes and was looking into the greenest eyes ever. Spot was purring a storm and leaned in to rub my face again with his. After stretching and yawning myself awake I reached over and gave him the scratching behind his ears he was looking for. "Thank you my friend for controlling yourself last night. If that man is a real Wizard it could have

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The smell is what woke me first. "Meat being roasted over a fire? That can't be!" I thought to myself and I woke with a start. I tried to sit up but found the cats had moved to the bed with me and both were soundly asleep. Carefully sliding out from under them, I got up quietly and wished in that moment I could turn into my dragon form. As I could not, I quietly called out "Ashryal, I need you."

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"Well, I must say you are full of surprises Korbin. It is no wonder I have not noticed you. A raven, huh? You have probably been watching us for weeks now, yes? I mean quite a while is not very definitive." I replied to this new development with a raised eyebrow and a look that demanded an answer."From before your beginnings, Morrighan. I also watched your father and I believe he knew I was

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The next morning was spent contacting every local denizen that walked with 4 legs or flew the skies above. Bones and Spot had spoken with one particular crotchety old owl that lived in an ancient oak tree near the village that went by the name Rhupert. One could not tell who was older, the tree or the owl. Korbin had informed me before he left that morning that the owl had been holding a grudge

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Turning completely around I came face to claw with the strangest creature I had ever laid eyes on, which wasn't many when you got right down to it. It was all body and tail, and quite slender with a sleek black coat. It was holding what appeared to be a rock in its paws"Hey! Watch that tail of yours! You almost swept me right back into the lake! I came out here to dry off, not to go back where I

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