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Fyros tale for little children

When Atysmas arrives, the Fyros mothers, to dispel their children's fears, tell around a solemn blaze the story of the terrible Great Dragon named fyrak. Under the twinkling stars of the desert, the little homins listen, fascinated, their eyes sparkling and full of joy. Later, when they grow up, some of these mothers, especially the most fervent and warlike ones, will tell them about the "Book of the Great Dragon" which is in the great Imperial Library. But that will be another story, so let's go on...

Thus, with that soft and comforting voice that characterizes a mother's love, they are recounting to their tiny children:

“Once upon a time in the dark lands of the Prime Roots, lived a great dragon, the most terrible that ever existed, known as fyrak!

Its magical powers allowed the beast to breathe fire, move quickly like the wind and be as light as a feather!

And because he was a very, very nasty dragon, he was the only one able to throw not only flames of fire, but also powerful thunderbolts from its giant throat. The terrible fyrak attacked tribes and cities just for pleasure, just to hear the screams of despair of the homins during its terrible appearances. But its real enjoyment was to see the Fyros send their bravest and most fearless warriors in attempts to finish it off, as it cheered itself up by throwing incessant rains of flames on their armor or tiny flashes of lightning that burned and made all the hair of the valiant warriors stand up.

Fallen into the sawdust of the Burning Desert, in pain, tired and burned, the warriors left to their fate had to take the long way home with that despairing feeling of defeat that touched their great sense of honor.

Only young Kriros, famous since childhood for his constant nonsense, had a strange sympathy for the dragon. Something inside him told him that no being on this planet could be so cruel, and that the dragon could learn to behave properly. So, when he set out to search for it, he took neither his shield nor his armor and left completely unarmed, determined to find out what drove the dragon to act this way. As soon as he saw the young Kriros appear, the dragon attacked using its whole repertoire of tricks and torments. Kriros, finding the tricks with flames truly unique, even amusing, dared to enjoy these moments with the dragon. When the young Fyros finally crashed into the sawdust of a dune, he got up immediately, very sore but smiling, and cried out: “More! More!”

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Fyrak fut surpris, mais il semblait attendre de tels éloges depuis des cycles. Il commença à répéter ses tours de flammes et d’étincelles, sans plus blesser le jeune fyros, qui appréciait chaque spectacle du dragon.

Fyrak se sentait tellement fier d’être admiré, qu'il commença à faire preuve d'une attention et d'une délicatesse particulière avec son camarade de jeu.

Finalement, Kriros a appris à connaître le Grand Dragon, pour se rendre compte que, bien qu'il soit âgé de plusieurs milliers de cycles, il n'était qu'un petit dragon, un énorme enfant avec un désir de faire des bêtises et de s'amuser. Avec l'aide des enfants du désert, ils réussirent à rendre la vie du dragon si heureuse que ce dernier n'a plus jamais eu besoin de blesser quelqu'un pour s'amuser. Et pour payer ses divertissements, il offrait sa pluie de feu, son ombre et ses éclairs à tous ceux qui en avaient besoin. „