The Dragon Who Collected Tears
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High atop a misty mountain lived a dragon named Embra, feared throughout the valley below, though no villager had ever actually seen him attack a single soul in living memory. In truth, Embra spent his days collecting the tears of sorrow that drifted up the mountainside on the wind, each one crystallizing into a small, glowing gem the moment it touched his cave floor, which he stored carefully in great glittering piles. A young boy named Tomas, grieving the loss of his father, wandered up the mountain one evening, too sad to fear the supposed monster everyone warned him about. He found Embra not breathing fire, but gently arranging his collection of sorrow-gems by color, each one representing someone's grief from across the land. Tomas asked why he collected such painful things, and Embra explained that sorrow left unattended in the world grew heavier and heavier, but if gathered and held gently somewhere safe, it could finally rest instead of weighing down the hearts that carried it. He offered Tomas a place to sit and cry as long as he needed, promising to keep his tears safe among the others. Tomas left the mountain hours later feeling lighter than he had in weeks, and he told no one of the gentle dragon, only smiling whenever clouds gathered around the misty peak.
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High atop a misty mountain lived a dragon named Embra, feared throughout the valley below, though no villager had ever actually seen him attack a single soul in living memory. In truth, Embra spent his days collecting the tears of sorrow that drifted up the mountainside on the wind, each one crystallizing into a small, glowing gem the moment it touched his cave floor, which he stored carefully in great glittering piles. A young boy named Tomas, grieving the loss of his father, wandered up the mountain one evening, too sad to fear the supposed monster everyone warned him about. He found Embra not breathing fire, but gently arranging his collection of sorrow-gems by color, each one representing someone's grief from across the land. Tomas asked why he collected such painful things, and Embra explained that sorrow left unattended in the world grew heavier and heavier, but if gathered and held gently somewhere safe, it could finally rest instead of weighing down the hearts that carried it. He offered Tomas a place to sit and cry as long as he needed, promising to keep his tears safe among the others. Tomas left the mountain hours later feeling lighter than he had in weeks, and he told no one of the gentle dragon, only smiling whenever clouds gathered around the misty peak.
