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It was the first time he had interacted with a human being without wondering about his or her taste. His ancestors had been happy to be free-roaming lizards, eating raw green leafy vegetables and fresh flies.

But as some of them grew larger and larger, they had to come up with a plan as people began to see them as real threats to safety. They weren’t seen as nice lizards anymore. Instead, the lords had started to put these huge lizards on their newly painted and dried walls…but as their walls were not large enough; they used only the lizards’ heads and hung them there in order to impress their blonde mistresses. Mid escaped those dreadful times. Instead, he focused on becoming a genuine motivational motif in people’s legends and myths. Once in a while, he stretched his tail and feet by searching rich complexes of human proteins to satisfy his ancient hunger. That low-carb diet worked wonders for his flaky skin and he indulged in this regular feast as if his dragon’s days were about to end. But the girl whose bed Mid had invaded didn’t know all these details…she only knew that the dragon standing in front of her had no problem with the size of her room. She was careful enough to use only the exact amount of imagination needed in order to create a dragon that could fit her room without scratching the walls or blocking the door. This imaginary creature was everything she wanted, but she hadn’t expected it to appear so soon. At least, she hadn’t expected the dragon to come up with his own name…she would have taken great pleasure in searching for a name that could remind her of all the efforts she had made in order to mold her new friend.

Thinking about all these old memories, she almost forgot that she had to go home and focus on finding another excuse for her mum. Her mum was worried sick when her friend phoned and told her that she hadn’t found her daughter waiting for her in front of the school building. She already knew the exact words her mum would use in order to scold her… she was immune to them…still, she found genuine pleasure in making 11