Nikki took her magic marker and began to draw. She thought a dragon would be fun. A ferocious, noble dragon, intent on scouring the earth until it claimed every fleck of gold for its horde. The dragon was dark grey and green with metallic horns twisting out of its skull. Its limbs were lined with vibrant orange and pink, and sunken into the end of its tail glowed deep embers. When Nikki finished the remaining details, she capped her magic marker, then waved it across the drawing.
Mystical swirls emanated from the page, and soon Ghalizra crawled out. She flapped open her wings to let them breathe, then flew out the window and onto the roof, growing each moment into the dragon Nikki had imagined. Nikki climbed out after her, and when Ghalizra was fully grown, Nikki mounted her and took to the skies. Ghalizra could see the shimmer of every piece of gold on the ground with her ancient eyes, and though the pieces were small, a fortune had to begin somewhere. She landed, pointed out each spot to Nikki, who retrieved the gold and placed it in Ghalizra's pouch.
Before night they had a small pile to adore, but they needed a place to put it. So Ghalizra took them to a nearby mountain and began carving a cave. As the sun set, the two nestled into the cave, and fell asleep staring at the pile that glittered from Ghalizra's fire. Day after day of this, and they'd soon have a fortune big enough to rule the lands they inhabited, and then the world.
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