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The dragon sprawls lazily on a soft pillow, completely at ease after a hearty feast. His belly is full, his scales warm, and a deep sense of satisfaction washes over him. With a slow, contented sigh, he shifts slightly, sinking deeper into the plush comfort. The world outside doesn’t matter right now—this moment is pure bliss.

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