The peasant had found the dragon as an egg, washed up along the river. Thinking the beautiful egg was a stone, he took it home. He brought the hatchling back to the river, but there was no sign of the dragon’s parents. So the peasant adopted him instead.
When he grew too large to live in the little hut, the dragon took to living in the river. The village protected him, and their fields never went without rain.
The peasant knows his son can’t stay in the village forever. But dragons are stubborn and long-lived. He won’t abandon his father.

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