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The Dragon King
I have been thirsty for so long.
Locked in my barrel, in the twelfth dungeon,
I dream only of water.
I can no longer remember her face.
I loved her once.
I was a fool.
For, what woman could love a winged snake?
It's a long story,
but one day I ended up here
locked in a barrel in the twelfth dungeon.
It’s been years and I’m so thirsty.
One day someone will find me.
Maybe they’ll give me a glass of water.
After that, my strength will return
and I will take back what is mine.
Until then, I can wait.
GloPoWriMo Day15 - a fairy tale villain
Based on The Golden Apple Tree and the Nine Peahens