From the final pages of The Diary Of Avira’an
…And as I slipped around the final corner, there he was. Immense. Gorgeous. An Elder of the Greater Dragons. He considered me, eyes scanning my person, and a slight smirk slowly tugged at the left corner of his mouth. We conversed at length over several days, but to me it seemed more like weeks, when he finally began his speech.
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