Fayre: In the days of light, a dragon
came to Earth.
|The glory of the
dragon could be seen in the hushed pink rising
and the golden-red setting of the sun, in the
silvery radiance of the moon sailing a clear
midnight-blue sky amidst the twinkling of stars,
|the translucent aquamarine
waters of the deep. This dragon had a
singular purpose: guarding Earth....
He is here still for those who can hear the
almost silent song. I am among them. I am the
chronicler, whose words are inscribed in the
Scrolls of Dust. These pages have done little
more than hint at the glory that is Fayre. I can
do no more. And I could not say farewell
without mentioning the ethereal creature whose
far-reaching song inspires a 20th century
rock band and lends hope to Sylvian DuClair.
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