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The dragon was frankly, a whole lot smaller than  I imagined. Smaller, smarter and much more terrifying. 

I looked into the tiny dragons flickering eyes with fear. This dragon was tiny and I thought I could handle it easy. But what it lacks in build and size it makes up for in cruel intelligence. The dragon grinned evilly and spoke one word to me that send me into a panic attack. Remember. I was many jobs. A chief, a warrior, an assassin. I did things that I regretted deeply and tried hard to forget. I blocked those memories from my mind , but the dragon  brought them all back. I curled upon into a ball in the corner weeping because I was a failure. I tried to be good and when I failed at that , I tried being bad and I was not good at that. I am a massive failure in whatever I tried to do. I am nothing. 

The dragon smiled as he saw me crumble. He skirted off into one of his many caverns waiting for the next foolish knight to come along. 

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