Honesty is a dangerous game

Honesty is a dangerous game

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My dad taught me something before he was killed while pursuing the truth. "The truth isn't something that should be taken away or warped. The truth is a given right that all creatures, man, woman, or child, should be allowed to hear it no matter the cost." That was the last thing he told me before he walked out that door 10 years ago. Little did I know that he wouldn't make it back home that night. I was 10 years old when the Vescarian government had my father killed for trying uncover the truth. What is the truth you ask, the truth about the last living dragon that roamed this land. He was a protector to some, evil to others, to me though, he was a noble soul that didn't deserve his death. King Aidan killed the last dragon and covered it up for unknown reasons. My name is Roland, I'm a half dragon half human hybrid, and I'm right on the same trail as my father was.
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Advocacy Stephen Dunn Always a little more fun on the Devil's side. I've been his advocate, have opposed what I most believed, testing if what I believed was true. It sometimes almost was; that's the best I can say. But you can bedevil yourself if you keep playing that game. You don't want to stand in a torturer's shoes for long. Still, when it comes to seeking a truth, a certain cruelty can go a long way- right through the heart of a thing to some other side. Doesn't every far-reaching truth cause a lesser truth to die? Most of us are content to stop at the heart. When I've been good's advocate, playing the less clever role, I've gone as far as good can go. Maybe some orthodoxy or some abomination lost ground for a while. Maybe not. The one time I had the Devil down, thinking he'd give, he whispered, "Remember, the punishment for being good is a life of goodness." I laughed, and he was gone.

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