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"Tell us a story, tell us a story." The young ones were yelling. Martin was quite dismayed, no sooner had he put down his quill then the village children were at his doorstep begging for a story.
"What story do you want me to tell you, huh?"
"Tell us the one about Gildion and his friends and how they saved Draconia!" They all said at once.
"Well, well," he chuckled "That will take many days to tell. So I will tell you in three parts. OK?"
"OK." They said, quite disappointed.
"Well where do I begin?" he asked.
"At the beginning, you old fraud." His wife, Tess said. She had just come out of the kitchen with a bit of vegetables and cheese for snacks with fine apple cider to drink.
"Yes I suppose that is as good a place as any, but how do I begin?"
"With the dream." a young drakling in the front squeaked.
"Yes I suppose that is the best way to begin. Well you all know the story of Gildion and his friends and how they saved our beautiful country form certain destruction, well this is how it really happened..."