Dragon... Nah, you probably would be killed or captured. Sorry, our world is like this. I would be... ummmmm... A wind blasted-cat hovering an inch off the ground. Talk about magical powers!
If you want power, look at my guns! *looks* *goes red, as he sees nothing* Funny, the person who started this thread wasn't talked for a bit. Wonder if she was a One-Hit-Wonder...
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
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