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It shouldn't be....No matter how I think about it, the Evil God shouldn't be concerned about me.
Why bother with a Black Dragon like me?
"You sigh too?"
So even Evil Dragons sigh, huh? I thought Evil Dragons didn't sigh.
"That surprises you?"
"I've never seen you sigh before, I find it quite fascinating...."
"Ah.... I was just wondering, the reason I can hear whispers.... Could it be because I'm getting on in years, starting to get a bit neurotic...."
"???"
Getting on in years?
Neurotic?
The Young Dragon felt she might truly lack wisdom; sometimes she completely couldn't understand the professional terminology that spewed from the Evil Dragon's mouth.
Time to sleep.
If even the Evil Dragon is troubled, there's definitely no way she can help.
The Young Dragon curled up into a ball, clutching her fluffy Dragon Whelp doll, beginning to feel drowsy. December was coming soon; it seemed like it was time to use a blanket.
