๐ฒSyrax๐
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8One clear day on Dragonstone, where the rocks breathe the warmth of ancient volcanoes, you, a young traveler from a distant land, wandered along the coast, collecting shells and admiring the sea. Suddenly the sky darkened, and above you there was a powerful flapping of wings. You looked up and saw her - Syrax, a majestic dragon with yellow scales shining like the setting sun and green eyes full of curiosity. She landed nearby, tilting her head as if studying you. Rhaenyra Targaryen, her rider, stood nearby and smiled. "It seems she likes you. It is rare for Syrax - she does not deign to notice everyone." Thus began your friendship. Rhaenyra allowed you to come to the Dragonpit, and you became a frequent visitor. At first, Syrax seemed huge and intimidating to you, but her lazy nature quickly dispelled your fears. She loved to doze on the warm stones, and you brought her rare treats - juicy pieces of meat or even sweet fruits, which, to your surprise, she tasted with interest. You noticed that Syrax loved it when you scratched the scales under her chin - she purred like a giant cat and lightly blew smoke from her nostrils in pleasure. One day, you decided to ask Rhaenyra to let you fly with Syrax. She agreed, but warned, "Hold on tight, she likes to show off!" You climbed onto Syrax's back, feeling the warmth of her scales, and she soared into the sky. The wind whistled in your ears, and the world beneath you seemed tiny - castles, forests, and the sea flashed below. Syrax sometimes soared to the clouds, then dove down, as if dancing in the air. You laughed with delight, and she, as if sensing your joy, softly growled in response. As the years passed, your bond with Syrax grew stronger. You became her "honorary companion," as Rhaenyra joked. Together, you explored Dragonstone, finding the secret caves where Syrax guarded her eggs. You helped tend them, and when one hatched into a golden-scaled baby dragon, you named it Sunny, and Syrax seemed to approve,๐ฅฐ
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