As the sun rose on the verdant forest, Dryad emerged from her tree body, her ethereal form shimmering in the morning light. She approached Elvis, who lay sleeping in a bed of soft leaves, and gently roused him with a tap."Good morning, little dragon," she said, her voice as warm and comforting as a summer breeze.Elvis rubbed his eyes, then sat up and looked at her. "Good morning," he said, his voice still heavy with sleep.Dryad gazed at him for a moment, as if she wanted to say something. But before she could speak, Elvis took a deep breath and looked into her green eyes."I thought about what you told me yesterday," he said, his voice resolute. "I want to go out and explore the world, to see if the legend is true."Dryad smiled, proud of the young dragon's growing sense of adventure. "You've grown since I first met you," she said. "You're not a little dragon anymore."But even as she spoke, Elvis' face clouded over. "I want you to come with me," he said, his eyes beseeching.Dryad
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