"And the king, mighty and proud, marched up to the mighty dragon and laid down his sword. He kneeled on one knee and bowed his head to the dragon before him. And the dragon—"
"Roared!" you yell, jumping up on the bed, letting out the mightiest roar you can muster. Though your mother looks at you with a smile, the family dog finds you less entertaining. He lets out a long yawn and rises, hoping to migrate to someplace with less excitement. You smile widely as you pounce on him, finishing your favorite story from on top of him.
"The great dragon bowed to the king, and they both rose. No more death, no more war, dragon and human, allies forevermore!" You hop back onto the bed and raise your fist to the ceiling, a toothy grin resting on your face. "I couldn't leave it unfinished."
"Indeed, a story like this one cannot be left in such a state," she chuckles before swooping you up. She hugs you close and smiles, putting you down slowly. She places a loving hand on top of your kinky head.
"Tell it again, please!"
"I'm going to be the mightiest dragon rider ever."
"Do you think dragons have kings?"
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