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.##..#.#..  the humidity in the cave air condense   #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#  into droplets in the roof of the hall,  #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..   and is then slowly carried down the    #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#   arches, where the drops melt together  #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#.. . until  they're  finally to heavy  to . #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#  cling. a few seconds in the air, then   #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..  they hit the crystals that have invaded #.#.#..#.#
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..#.##.#.#     the crystals are scales, from the    #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..   dragon. they look like ice, but they   #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#  are not. dragon scales are made of nail #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..   tissue, and on the dragon that made    #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#     these, it is heavily infused with    #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..  quartz. in the faint light of the cave, #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#       they shimmer pink and teal.        #.#.#.##.#
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..#.##.#.#    the dragon is translucent like the    #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..  scales, and as it lies in the middle of #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#   the hall it looks little more than a   #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..    bump in the pile. when awake, when    #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#  soaring, it becomes a facet of the sky  #.#.#.##.#
.##..#.#..  itself. but here and now it is asleep,  #.#.#..#.#
..#.##.#.#               and dreaming.              #.#.#.##.#
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..#.##.#.#       it is dreaming about you...        #.#.#.##.#
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