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He knew he was asleep. How couldn’t he be? It had to be a dream. Even unconscious, somehow still so conscious, like there was an energy ever trying to wake him and keep him that way. Like a beast trying to break him free from his prison. A beast… His own words were an echo, thoughts in a...

Remember, remember…the embers of Redember... He hears the words when he sleeps and breathes. His mother had sung them to him, closing his eyes. A song of the dragon, of blood and fire, death, life. A dragon’s cry…across the sky… We can hear you, O dragon, my blood… In the inferno were you born...