Sunday, March 1, 2009

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imagination. And even then the said imagination must be in some place heavily impregnated with magic which helps to weaken the walls between the world of the seen and unseen. Then the dragons pop through, as it were, and impress their are rather boring while yours," said the voice of Greicha, "is almost as good as some of mine used to be. A sight for sore eyes, not that I have any to speak of now."
Twoflower said hurriedly, "You keep saying you're dead..."
"Well?"
"Well, the dead, er, they, you know, don't talk much. As a rule."
"I used to be an exceptionally powerful wizard. My daughter poisoned me, of course. It is the generally form on this world's possibility matrix. I was very good at it when I was alive. I could imagine up to, oh, five hundred dragons at a time. Now Liessa, the most skilled of my children, can barely imagine fifty rather nondescript creatures. So much for a progressive education. She doesn't really believe in them. That's why her dragons

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