No one at home would believe me if I told them what I have been through today. I dare not tell my psychologist, that by her suggestion, a night I was supposed to take easy ended up with me meeting a dragon.
A dragon in humanoid form.
Rather uneasy at first, I wasn’t sure what to make of him, especially that he implied that there was a lot more that bumped in the night than it initially appeared to me. Talks of vampires and werewolves were mostly reserved to movies and books, I never thought I would be walking among them.
But he did well to calm me, even offered to take me back to my hotel. He seems rather interested in my art, which is rather embarrassing since I don’t think it is something extraordinary. Perhaps people view things different, my passion is sometimes more appreciated by others than myself. But anyway..
He seems very kind, I am thankful I walked into his bar.. because I really doubt any other creature would have treated me with such hospitality.
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