"Flare," I started. "Hm?" He said. "Tell me more about that game."
"It is very violent. I don't think you want to hear about it." Flare explaied. "Oh," I said. "Is it possible for the game to come into the real word?" I asked. I could tell Flare was trying not to laugh. He nodded his head no.
"Is it possible to go into the game from Earth?" I said. "No," Flare said. "Unless, no nevermind."
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Spirit
RandomTHIS IS MY CHILDHOOD FAIRY TALE THAT I WROTE WHEN I WAS 9 =D SO THIS IS WHAT "IF 9-YEAR OLD TYPH WROTE A STORY" LOOKS LIKE AND OF COURSE IT'S ABOUT DREAGONS BECAUSE WHAT ELSE AM I RIGHT. PLEASE ENJOY A HORRIBLE PLOT LINE AND TERRIBLE GRAMMAR. THANK...
