There have been many turns, many twists and certainly many a cross roads, but there have been none for many miles. Maybe you should turn back, nothing has guided your way for hours; you can almost taste the thought, sweet and bitter. And then a sign, jutting awkwardly across the track catches your eye; beyond it lies a straight road ahead and faintly you can make out the distant outline of a large gate.
Excitedly, you pick up the pace as you approach the sign, the scrawled handwriting barely readable although the message is all too clear:
Through to Dragon's Eye
.... There's no turning back now
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