On a relaxing weekend I found myself having some dragon thoughts, dragon desires, the normal things you have after a week of slaving to capitalism. What isn't as normal is when your horns start bumping the hanging lamp, and your paws can couch the ceiling without much effort. I need to think calm thoughts to get back to normal but, I *Should* be big, important and destroy this ceiling. Ignore the tiny voice that reminds me how much this will cost to fix >.>

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