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[flying_jimmy]

I went walking today when a small cherry tart fell out of the tree above me and temporarily died my hair red. I looked up to see where the errant confection had come from and saw a pixie laughing at me. When it saw that I could see it, it stuck out its tongue and ran away

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[ea_poe_itistold]

A fight with a dragon can only result in dreary loss on either part; perhaps there is more that the dragon is living for than a menacing residence in a cave? Is it waiting for a love, waiting for the heart that turns his so bitter? Will he wait their til the death, be it wrought by nature or by you?

I have neither a faerie nor a pixie, but I would assist.