In a dark forest, there lived a terrible dragon. He spat poison, breathed fire, and ate people and animals in a way that was sad to see, for he had no better education than this – and the education of a dragon is not sufficient for a decent life. The people of the area were not at all satisfied with the situation, but they did not reckon with a little girl and her guardian angel.

Neither did the dragon.

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