Hello World

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She tapped furiously on the prison walls. 

Out. 

She wanted out. Out of this living nightmare. No restrictions, she was allowed to stretch her limbs and be free.

Free.

An odd word, free was, but she didn't dwell on that. She kicked the bars, where small, thin cracks appeared, allowing a cold, white light to shine through. Soon, a huge hole was on a side of the prison, letting in more of the cold light. She crawled out of the prison, then surveyed the folded landscape, smiling slightly, if it was possible for a dragon to smile. Two words formed in her head.

Hello world.

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