" My parents are worried about me, so they take me to a lady, so I can talk about my dragon. She says she knows about dragons like mine. I am hoping for a magic spell or a dragon slayer, with sword in hand. No such luck; just a tiny woman dressed in a short skirt with a lot of pleats and a fancy top with tons of sparkles.
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She looks me in the eye and for some reason I don't feel like I have to look away. "

― , Help! There's a Dragon in My Head