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... lden Sky and Gentle Star, had said multiple times now that he was not dreaming. And yet…
“So… I’m… Not? Dreaming?”
Erick was having some trouble. There was just something about standing in the clouds, talking with a four mile long white-gold serpentine dragon, the average thickness of a school bus, that did not lend itself to believability. She was constantly moving, too. Was she right in front of him? Was she twenty miles away? Were her scales the exact color of the clouds? The ...
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