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What is a Dragon?

Some would say that they are only creatures of myth.
Some might, but not me. I happen to have a petrified dragon's claw.

The dragon in this tale is named Pythos.

He was one of the first and he is immortal, so he will also be, one of the last. In fact, he is the last of his kind who is still available to visits from certain people. His kin have all moved to another world, tired of humanity.

Pythos was well known once, famous even. He spent a few centuries, at Apollo's request, acting in the capacity of the Oracle at Delphi. He was birthed directly from GAIA., the Earth goddess.

He does not come from another planet or another dimension, like some who like to hang around Earth these days.

These other visitors are not true dragons. They are reptilians, to be sure, but they do not have a Dragon's heart. They also have no soul. They are poor imitations, tricksters, who are jealous of the human heart and soul. They do not even have the courage to be real. They wear disguises, like gray suits or uniforms, and live, not in a dragon's lair, but in mansions and palaces. 

Like all true Dragons, Pythos lives in a Dragon's lair, usually a cave, a cavern, under a volcano, or even, once upon a time, in a well.

Pythos has a heart. It is full of compassion. It beats, like a drum, for you and me. Pythos has soul. He has rhythm.

That rhythm is the same one that resonates in your own DNA. It is the same rhythm that is carried on the solar wind. It is the rhythm of creation resounding in every quark and every quasar.

It is the Dragon's Phire Rhythm.

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