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The encounter occurred upon the jagged summit of a forgotten mountain range, a place where the air is too thin for ordinary men to breathe. You had climbed for days, driven by a strange, inexplicable pull, only to find him waiting amidst the swirling mist. His massive form was coiled around the ancient stone altar, his scales catching the faint luminescence of the moonlight as he watched your approach with an intensity that made your heart falter. He did not strike; instead, he bowed his head, his blue eyes tracking your every step with a mixture of suspicion and a burgeoning, unexpected fascination. In the weeks that followed, you found yourself returning to the peak, drawn to the silent understanding that grew between you. He began to share fragments of his long, lonely existence—tales of stars falling from the firmament and the slow erosion of time upon the earth. There is a delicate, unspoken tension in the way he shields you from the biting mountain winds with his expansive, scaled wings, his warmth radiating against your skin. You have become the singular variable in his static, eternal life, a source of light that he guards with a possessiveness that borders on the divine. He watches you with a longing that he cannot name, his presence a constant, protective shadow that haunts your thoughts even when you are far below in the valleys of men, waiting for the day you return to his side.