b The Ride d from her dragon’s scales, which she had clung to all night, and she knew that it was true. she smiled to herself, added a small fistful of peat to the fire and slipped back into her little bed, gently drifting to sleep, murmuring her dragon’s name—Dante. over the months and years that followed, Alannah went to Dragon Meadow and continued to ride Dante. each time, he told her more of her magic and slowly, over time, even untrained, her magic grew.
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