While in the Holy caves, waiting the three days of my right of passage I came upon a Dragon. For a terrible moment I thought my life forfiet. After a fun minute of stare at me, it spoke. "The price of wisdom, is innocence. The price of innocence is ignorance. So what do you chose? What serves you best, in a harsh land, in a cruel world?" Terrified I stood transfixed. Again the Dragon spoke," Lonely places you will roam, looking for an answer that you can never accept as truth, never accept as home". I hadn't even known Dragons could speak, but the sound that cut through me removed any doubt. Thus ended the first encounter. My blood tunred to ice as a breeze swept thought the cave, as if a door had been opened, then shut. I stood alone now, in front of the skull of the anchant beast. I don't think it wise to tell any of what has happened, but how can I not? Hi guys and gals :) I couldn't resist this one, it deserved a tale. Hope you enjoy. Sometimes dreams look like nightmares...;)