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he needed to find some way of getting past what they were doing to him, and yet he had no idea how to look beyond what was taking place. It was tied to the dragon. More than anything else, he knew it was, and it was tied to holding on to that power, to the strange leaf that the dragon had given him. More than ever, he felt certain he had to master the power within that leaf, but what would it take? He sat back, leaning against the wall. As he did, he couldn’t help but wonder if the wall was even real. What had he done to remove the chains? It was a matter of focusing on the iron dragon, using that heat and trying to burn through the chains. But then, if it was an illusion, and if his mind believed it was real, then drawing upon that power might have freed him, but it wouldn’t have changed anything else. All of this was almost too hard for him to wrap his mind around. Jason took a seat. He rested with his hands on his legs, and he held the leaf in his hands. He swayed back and forth again, thinking about the dragon, about the way she’d shimmered
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D.K. Holmberg (Forest Dragon (The Dragon Misfits, #3))