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"Definitely! Are you just saying that, or are you seriously going to try?"

"Definitely kidding. Do you know the looks I'd get for trying to sell dead plants?"

"Nothing worse than the looks your parents and I give you on the daily." You snort and shake your head, stomping away from the smirking dragon.

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Over the years, the farm has been getting worse. It seemed like everything took a nose dive the year they told you about your apparent lack of biological parents. The next year, an unknown sickness struck your father, and the years following have only gotten harder.

The year your father came down sick, your mother gathered all of the family funds to afford a doctor. Soon, she had to start selling some of the livestock to keep him coming. You always believed it to be pointless; the doctor wasn't much help. Each day, your father's condition worsened, and you grew used to seeing his strength waning.

At first, you believed the doctor would be all that you needed, but you were soon exposed to the truth, and you took matters into your own hands.

But time and time again, it seemed like your efforts were in vain, for your father was doing no better.

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You can feel the storm brewing inside, and you have a good idea what's going to be said. Before going inside, you turn to Silvertwister. "Silvertwister, how about you go…collect some firewood?" you suggest.

"Or how about not. I'm going to go survey my hoard and not get into this family feud of yours." He doesn't wait for a response, immediately turning away from you and walking off. You make a mental note to follow him one day to see exactly what his 'hoard' contains.

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