So... the next part… Here the dragon discovers these four-letter codes...

  Also a conversation with an interesting ‘creature’.

  The diaries were once published as very short ones and were later combined by the topic. I will add that at that time I really didn't understand English and that made me terribly afraid of conversations. Trying to write in another language makes it very difficult to maintain the flow.

  [Google Translate]

  ~ Mindscape. MBTI Test. And Weevern ~

  28-29.11.2021

  MBTI

  THE FIRST ENCOUNTER

  *

  The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt - Tretogor Gate

  So... here we're introducing a new character - not mine! I've been reading this person's journals for some time. Why? One day he commented on Split Of Fate…

  For some reason, his avatar with a wyvern has caught my attention, so I went to his profile, found drawings, a story, and journals. Due to his wyvern, my dragon named him ‘The Weevern’ and that's how he will be mentioned here to avoid using a name or nickname.

  Interested in his topics;

  “It is my type that is one of the most capable in psychology... The INFJ is naturally drawn the most to it, literally living with it. A matured individual naturally sharpens these skills to incredible levels once aware and mastered. An immature INFJ is the most vulnerable, manipulated by trust.”

  …I started searching the internet for these four-letter codes.

  Golgaaryol looked at the texts on the website and in Weevern’s journal several times. He started casually tapping the scales on his head with a claw. - “MBTIINTPINFJENFPEEEETC…” He growled softly.

  - “It… all these codes and words I don't know… Psychology seems to reveal my ignorance… or contempt.” I added, staring at my completely confused dragon. I didn't see it, but I think the Weevern laughed, already well versed in the subject.

  - “I just have this intuition that is impossible to turn off. I destroy myself if I box it in with negativity. It is true that I can never fully understand myself, given that my personality is basically a limitless shapeshifter. It's a paradox, everything with a contradiction. I can never stop moving foward. This intuition is abit like a weird psychic power, you sense things with instinct, and it usually turns out right. Even wrongs can have right reasons. Psychology is literally my bread and butter, active even when unaware. Now it is sharpened by my awareness, a dull stone slowly polished into a glistening gem.

  I'll be honest. If you have read all my recent journals, you certainly know that I know what state you are in, and I don't like to hide the truth. You answered the issue yourself, there is indeed a degree of ignorance and contempt. You are still lost in the dark, following a path guided by your dragon.

  Your dragon is your spirit. Basically an inner child or parent. My inner parent has no personality because it is a set of driving values, but my inner child is literally a full personality. Your inner spirit influences your subconscious actions the most. Your spirit doesn't want to see your end. That means that you value life.

  The difference between you and me was, you lost your present self and I lost my spirit previously. But you have intuition or "spirituality" to realise your spirit. I'm not experienced enough to judge confidently based on psychology yet, I can only give advice based on my intuition.

  I cannot doubt the truth. You are currently in an unhealthy state, overwhelmed by negativity. Based on the collective info that you have revealed, suspect your MBTI type to be an ENFP. A healthy one is an incredibly warm, enthusiastic, understanding and optimistic, literally my favourite type.

  Try looking into psychology, it can help you find your way. Intuitive people realise themselves this way. Your dragon is already asking you to do it. I'm just helping you to notice it. Try to listen truthfully to him, what he wants. There is a light in everyone, try finding it. This is my sincere advice.”

  The brown-grey dragon didn’t look at our interlocutor, but listened to his words with a feeling of sadness and distraction. Deep in his mind, slightly amused that in the empire of the imagination he could pretend to be an emotional extrovert while actually being terribly withdrawn. With his hidden smile, the dragon agreed with the Weevern, as far as he understood.

  Yes, he really wanted to push me to do these tests, to delve into topics… Feeling a wild instinct for self-discovery...

  But he himself couldn't agree to be some kind of spirit. Touched his paw to his nose and, obviously, felt the touch. Had a body, had a physical form. He wondered a little about what it might mean to be a spirit. Was he just a spirit? Suddenly felt such a terrible emptiness. So far he has been so terribly withdrawn that, probably, he’s completely unknown in this world. He also didn’t fully understand what had happened to the world of Split Of Fate. Now something traumatic hit him. Now, all of a sudden, had no idea what he was and what the place and time of the story were.

  - "It wass, however, my lazinesss." I chuckled nervously at the Weevern, stating that I should have read about this first to know a little bit about personality types, but the fact... I was a bit lazy. “INFJMBTIENFPGRRRR…” Sighed, looking at how many things I have to read to have any semblance of understanding…

  Worse was with my dragon, who was stuck in some deep thoughts about spirituality and was just examining his form for any signs of being a spirit. But I hoped he didn't take those words too seriously… “And I assure you that if something is a word, my greedy dragon is already dilating its pupils as if at the sight of a doe.” I laughed at Golgaaryol's surprised eyes. He never even wanted to admit that he liked reading and learning. I looked at the brown-grey dragon who could not take his eyes and mind away from analyzing information and personality types.

  - “I’m… not… a… spirit.” He repeated it silently for the third time, chaotically searching for any information. He had already trusted the Wyvern, so was surprised that it was a word he couldn't understand. He has discovered terrible truths about the existence of dragons in this world. He read as much as he could from Wikipedia, even clicked the fifth "o" from goooooooogle, suddenly realizing that he didn't even know what google was. "Why are there no dragons? Legends? Myths!?"

  - “Wait, dragon... Damn, that's what I wanted to avoid…” Well, I’ve ripped my character out of a fantasy story without first discussing who we are and where we are!

  - “I’m not… a spirit.” He said with grave seriousness.

  - "I know, I know, take it easy." I stroked his shoulder…. I… What was I? I was just Qahnareen, the other dragon. Golgaaryol, on the other paw, was already a dragon with a well-established story… from which he had been plucked into a brutal reality… which wasn't entirely real. The draft of Split Of Fate's ending was written a long time ago, and the dragon knew exactly how it ended, and he knew what he was doing here…

  We were just in a world that hadn't been written yet. o.o

  It was a story about me. A story full of secrets, a story parallel to Split Of Fate, but everything around was completely different. A mix of all worlds, like the grey zone of the known, like a manifestation of all imagination, and yet there was such a void…

  It was a mindscape… Golgaaryol suddenly understood, and the world around him lit up in colors and landscapes. The dragon clutched his head, realizing who he was in this world… He was no longer just a story character. He sat up in amazement, thinking about how great his possibilities were.

  Now that I've made my dragon aware… and from my laziness still not creating anything deep, I turned to the Weevern, our guest, with the topic of MBTI in mind. - “This was the first time I encountered these mysterious sequences of those random characters.” The dragon smirked as he watched the other's shadow on the wall. “And ssurely, at some point I will want to read about it. And I think here through the prism of enriching my art too. Perhaps I've understood enough to agree with yoo.”

  You are currently in an unhealthy state, overwhelmed by negativity.

  I thought for a moment over these words, wanting to dismiss them. My inner tear screamed between calm and depression. “Not… I guess… it’s not quite like that. I've always had a thought; after all, other people had an even worse fate. They survived. How did they find their way? Faith? Friendships? I don't have it, I've found myself.” I said, meaning I'm just trying to be honest with myself. “And those who didn't survive? Contempt but understanding. I can see their weaknesss and learn from it.”

  I thought about the fact that despite all this darkness and so much hurt, always had this sense of humor, and a positive approach to others. This, in my memories, brought back music that I had liked for a long time, which definitely taught me positivity. “Once upon a time I got to know a lot of music, the lyrics of which became a mental mentor. It is precisely thanks to words and thanks to art that I have learned a lot about this path of understanding, being guided by experience, gut feeling, instinct. Ask yourself what you don't know, and that knowledge will bring you closer to yourself… I’ll do a personality test, and I think that I'll gladly wrap these results into a journal. Though I don't know if the results will be mine or my dragon's.” I laughed internally as I stared at the dragon's questioning gaze.

  Golgaaryol still couldn't believe that the world around him could be created by him too. The dragon was sudently so overwhelmed that he just sat down, almost clinging to the rocky surface with his claws, as if he was afraid that the earth would crack beneath him, as if he was afraid of his power…

  Where we were? We were in a safe place, a cave, far from everyone, beyond all civilization. In a world where there was silence. All suddenly created by my dragon as a result of inspiration. And beyond the cave the view was like a great green valley…

  - ”If you are admitting that you aren't in an unhealthy state, means that you have yet to enter "grip stress" and still show signs of your positive side. Your faint optimism is easily apparent in your words, and still willing to express yourself. Grip stress is the extreme of negativity, and you are unlikely to get out of it without significant mental struggles. But overall, your aura is still negative but not as bad as before though. Previously when I read your story, it was a storm of negativity.

  The reason of my guess in your MBTI type is because of actions under a negative aura. Your fantasy comes to life, yet your present became hazy. It is good that you can still see the light. In my case, I couldn't see it at all until given a direction by another that I trusted (writing this part gives me sorrow). The grip overwhelms your thoughts and it will feel like years passing in a second. I looked fine on the surface, but the inside was a scrambled tv screen. I wrote that in my story BLEU.”

  “There's one thing for sure you are an xNFx in the MBTI, those that struggle with identities when heavily stressed due to introspection. A reminder though, you inner dragon usually has a different but related set from your real self. He seems forceful, because he is basically your intuition trying to push you back into the right path. The unmistakable sign was "he wants you to live on". Listen to his desires, stop resisting him. You will find out that he is much nicer than you think.

  The reason why my confidence on your MBTI type is increasing, because I have been collecting info all the time writing this. Earlier I gained a collective insight based off some of your personality features. But like your "greedy dragon" phrase, I cannot get the fixation of my intuition off this particular type as more evidences appear (this phrase applies to my real self rather than my character). Even just found your matching style of writing and expressions. A narrative and analytical style of writing, rough writing that tends to be non-judgemental.

  How do you seperate your identity from your dragon, is to reflect your actions through your entire history. A clue is to look at your reactions during extreme stress. Or you can message me your results (try taking them multiple times) if you want privacy. I can help you pick apart the differences. Age doesn't matter here, ppl call me an "old soul" but I really don't care much about that. I just like to help ppl.”

  Inner dragon… Inner dragon… I’m not a spirit… I’m not a spirit… INNER DRAGON??? Golgaaryol’s eyes suddenly widened…

  - “So you say it's the dragon that guides me... Like a spirit, like a light... I've never had anyone to light a... light or a fire... Maybe that's why it's in the form of a dragon. I took a personality test… and read a bit about this result and… that sounds like me… I know that probably everyone says the same thing after these tests…

  I pour some emotions into texts, but it’s not an expression of who I’m externally, but my type is actually confirmed throughout my story, in all the character of the... character, it’s, I think, clear. Much in reflection, little in dialogues… I think I'm going to develop the character of the writer there, so that it will shed some light of my personality.

  I wish I had published four parts of it yet; there it’s more obvious than in torn pieces, which I cannot present as I would like to. The spirit is much more visible there.

  Actually, I’m satisfied with these tests. Also sent this for my sister. She’s an INFP. I'm... I'll post it in the journal. ;]

  I wonder if you can guess… more or less. You have tried on the basis of a few words, I need several hundred thousand words to compose my thoughts and character together and I still don't see that this is the full picture, I still know I'm not showing everything.”

  *

  The journal:

  # 2.1

  “Personality Test”

  “16personalities”

  This is the first time I’ve done this type of test. [A few years ago I had a psychophysical test for my work and was told then that my personality type was not necessarily suited to this job, and that's all they told me… Being a driver was a job that I was actually forced to do by my parent's pressure. I just had no other choice…] I found out about my results and wrote to my sister, feeling ‘proud’ that I had this type of personality.

  Logician

  INTP-T

  I - 93%

  N - 80%

  T - 71%

  You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

  P - 67%

  T - 51%

  (The percentage results do not quite reflect it correctly, I was a bit reckless with some of the questions.) I didn't really understand all the questions, they don’t really concern me…

  And it was seriously interesting. I've always considered myself an outsider, but had never thought about personality tests before because I had never taken it seriously before, more like cheap divination or stupid horoscopes.

  It, however, was a truth that hit the consciousness hard, arousing quite a lot of emotions. The descriptions were very accurate, I found myself in it without a doubt.

  Reading the description of this personality, I’m forced to agree with this result. Me as me and me as the dragon. Who is Golgaaryol? I could say that it's me in a parallel world, that's how I have treated him since this Flame of my dark personality was born…

  Have I discovered something new? Actually, no. But I’ve found those funny symbols that can humanly explain my reasoning and approach to many things. I think it also explains the style of my work, art. All my contempt for humanity, contempt for their weaknesses. - It’s not only my dragon's characteristics, it is mine as well…

  Assertive Logician (INTP-A) vs. Turbulent Logician (INTP-T);

  Waiting for Weevern's comment…

  …

  Weevern's comment…

  - “You are definitely turbulent, but not on the extreme level. An INTP is very creative, well versed in writing and art. Just sometimes struggling with decision… Your results indicated that you are much more negative than you think, seriously.” The wyvern tore a scale off the brown dragon. “I have mistaken you because you said that you aren't as bad as you think (beginer mistake).

  Your inner shadow is the ENTJ, a commander. You are opposing it. Your shadow will not be the same of your true self. That is your source of denial. It makes sense that you have the people curiosity of the INxx, indecisiveness of the xxxP, Your xxTx logical thinking is only letting you know this halfway through (you were definitely slightly struggling to finish the test truthfully)

  My parent is an INTJ, also showing the curiosity of learning about people, but unable to fully understand the concept of "feeling" using the xxFx function. The difference is that my parent can make the judgements due to xxxJ. You struggle to understand these feelings, struggle to understand your dragon's intentions. Your feeling functions are put at the last, be it both healthy or in the shadow, extremely poorly developed. Instead, try to look back into reality, yourself in the mirror. I know that the dragon is there, don't look at him, but listen to his guidiance.

  Face the truth in reality, regain your self-awareness. Put down your wonders, put back some logic that you were supposed to have. Perceive the world better. Find out what you like in passion and focus on it, that is your purpose. Your dragon is actually quite a loud character, he is the voice behind to move you. He doesn't want you to look back at him, he wants you to trust his good intentions and move foward. That is how you stem your source of denial. DON'T THINK TOO MUCH. MAKE THE DECISION.

  Hopefully this provides an insight to you.

  I'm still learning to use the phrases of each cognitive functions in this field. Basically, I know how to use it already, but I still need a reference on my side as a novice (explanation fitted to your "straight to the point" reading). Remember, the MBTI is a good guidiance for general introverts, but you aren't very well versed in this naturally to fully understand it.”

  The brown dragon snarled briefly, confused but not angry. Now, the night was dark. Golgaaryol raised his sad gaze to meet the lime-eyed interlocutor.

  And had an eye like a solar eclipse.

  In the dragon's night vision, he couldn’t see the colors well. Wyvern, on the other paw, was a strange creature, much smaller than a dragon. It wasn't the appearance of the interlocutor that shocked him, but the words he didn't expect.

  - “You aren't wired to understand it fully, instead let the natural crazy geeks like me help you out. You can try reading me through my writing, I don't mind. But trust me, you will see an infinite world of rainbows impossible to comprehend.

  I'm a paradox, I can contradict or be anything.

  I'm crazy yet sane too. Please don't try to think like me, your feeling is not going to keep up, and much of my words struggle to be comprehended by hard facts.”

  I stared at nothingness for a long time, but my inner eye wandered into a headache. After all, it was the dragon who had to say something. - “No, I haven't gotten rid of the darkness.” He admitted shyly, but clearly serious now. “For many years I noticed that this damn thing is cyclical, like waves and it strikes… alternately with waves of different moods of peace, happiness, a state of determination to act… I'm just after going through a flood of this bad and still before the next wave…”

  - “And my writing is surfing on every wave…” I interrupted the dragon's words.

  He nodded, continuing his calm, slow, deep speech. - “Maybe there’s something of me in the power of water, not only of fire.” The dragon chuckled slightly in spite of great anxiety and confusion. “I will gladly open up about what's in my head.” He gained courage and spoke more energetically. “I don't want to hide anything and cheat, if I do it, then unconsciously.” He lay down in the loaf position, tucking his paws under his chest and folding his wings at his sides. A bit more tame next to the Weevern.

  - “I just did a good research of your personality type. When negative, you are on guard too much, and actually "lied" to me. Because you struggle to feel my sincerity, and tried to hide your depths. You unknowingly struck my only weakness in trust. I was slightly annoyed at first, but I know that you can't help it.

  I'm not expecting you change instantly. You see, it took me 2 months to reach where I am. I went to my passion, rediscovering myself and beyond, and realising my purpose. At the end, I'm overflowing with positive energy.

  A significant portion of these revelations came from me doing my purpose: helping people. You are a seeker defined by your intuition. Your shadow paved a path through the darkness, I'm here to help you with directions.

  Also thanks to you, I can now freely talk with my shadow. When I teach something, I learn it too. The inner shadow caused another significant change in me again. Literally full conversations that lightened my mood all the time. I have uncovered so much, that I could now talk with him after realising his true personality.

  I also now understand what it means to be self talking. Taking in account of the logic of MBTI, I am talking to my inferior functions in the ENFP personality, my shadow Me'Zelf. A mirror image of my real INFJ personality or "ego". The thing is, both sides agree that reality is reality.

  I'm in harmony. The more I self-talk, the more optimistic and energetic I get. I can also somewhat relate this function to the otherkin, but mine is just different. In fact, my shadow is laughing in denial of being an otherkin when I question.

  It also explains why I have super-empath traits. Both sides are empathetic to begin with. Complimenting each other for infinite complexity, insane intuition and feelings. I feel like over the moon like a totally crazy person. It's 5am but I just felt the bliss of helping, I just couldn't sleep.

  Your light will also turn into a blaze that drives you foward when you realise your true self. When you achieve harmony, you will be happily moving foward, inspired by your dragon. But you will also have perfect control that even your dragon will be humbled by your passion and ask you to take a rest.

  Your path has just begun. Your dragon will always be there, trust him and look at the light. Take your time, cast away the past to keep it in your memory as a lesson. Your type learns from mistakes extremely well. Look foward, seek the truth behind your purpose, find your true self.”

  I lowered my gaze, sorting my thoughts, and felt my dragon tapping its claw lightly on my arm. - “I'm not tame with humans… With a word like a claw I can hit something... unconsciously and unintentionally. But. There's no bad intention in me, ever. It's nice that I could help with something. I can be used as a test object or a source of questions. If you want to know something about me, ask… I’m afraid that with me you can become an expert on the path of the shadow, that you can wander without light." Golgaaryol smirked, sticking out sharp fangs and glanced at the wyvern out of the corner of his eye. And his eyes were like the moons.

  Dawn was already casting a greater and greater glow of light.

  - “That is your weakness. You struggle to relax and trust in yourself in this state. Internally, your dragon is restless because he doesn't want to be seen by humans. However, he will never betray you. Yourself… I sense intent, not the unconscious. That's why I was fooled by your unconscious guard. There's no bad intent, that's how I understand how you feel. I don't want to ask you directly, it is difficult to be direct to you because you have important values to hold on. Your values are correct, but misdirected.

  You are the only one that can change that direction. You need to look at yourself. Not anyone, not your dragon, only yourself. You originally loved the world around you, but everything was taken from you. You don't have to rely on others. You easily have the power to take it back, but you need to put trust in yourself. You can do it, your dragon knows. He wants you to look foward, not at him. A feisty guy, but he knows the what is going on.

  I'm aware of the shadow path, but I found my way into light. Both of us are selfless in different perspectives. You can wander in the shadow, but you will always find the light at the end. The dawn will always come, as long as you keep moving foward.”

  The dragon laughed… - “It doesn't if I keep moving... If I run away from dawn. In too much delight with the stars.”

  - “If you are curious, search up shadow psychology. It will explain what I mean. I did not refer to it, but the concepts I constructed from scratch are literally identical, because I share the same personality type as the creator. A deja vu.”

  - “I guess you could have read my line of reasoning and probably many other things that I can't see. Did I give them to you unconsciously, whether they are real, or just the effect of some thought pushed by a momentary emotion…” I looked at my dragon. I wasn't comfortable with how menacing he was now, as if he wanted to show his superiority.

  The dragon snorted and looked at the cave entrance where our interlocutor was. - “You try to give me some advice, and I can feel it bouncing off my scales…”

  I knew Golgaaryol didn't understand something, or had something in mind that he didn't want to share yet. Sometimes he had those moments when something dark took hold of him. - "Referring to my internal discussions here… On the subject of my results, I had a discussion with my dragon… if there was a machine that records my thoughts for the whole day, it would make a large book full of philosophical thoughts and dialogues… However, little comes of it, only a few notes in a diary, a few more sentences to the story.”

  …

  Dawn was coming anyway, no matter that I was sitting in a dark cave. Another day of our peaceful conversation came. I looked at the smiling dragon and the thoughtful wyvern. - "If I understood correctly, I’ve put to the Shadow all that made me be me. Everything. Passions, interests, hobbies, everything that amuses and saddens me are all a mystery that is to remain hidden..."

  - “There is a way out not matter how flat at the bottom you are. Even if you deny it, it will always come to you as your worst nightmare. INTPs and INFPs have high abandonement rates by this indecisiveness. The INTP in particular, is the classic "human hater" that enclose themselves the most from the inevitable truth. Your type is one of the hardest to help for this reason. You should know what abandonement means. That comes as your worst decision… Your dragon is unhappy because you are opposing at him, not letting him push you foward.”

  Your type is one of the hardest to help…

  Internally, I was anxious. I looked at the dragon, his head hanging slightly in apparent sadness. I was starting to realize that if he was in a bad mood, it might have been my fault.

  The Wyvern pointed at the brown dragon with his long snout and understanding in his lime eyes. - “He has lost his confidence and grand charisma. A sad commander desperately trying to set his partner right. I can see the pain in his eyes due to this. Even your stories, I don't have to read it again. I know it inside out. Even my shadow can also feel the pain he is in now. SINCERE PAIN. The old dragon in your story that he could never win? THAT IS YOU. The reason the old dragon disappears, that is your life fading away. YOUR LIFE.

  You are in much more pain than you are even aware of. You viewed the world as dark, but you are unaware that you are darker. Your dragon doesn't want the worst decision to happen, that's why he is trying to push you away from that. Have you ever felt a smile of confidence when happy? THAT IS THE REAL HIM. YOU ARE THE OLDER DRAGON. HE IS YOUR INNER CHILD.

  He can only push you foward, but the ultimate decision is in yourself.

  Please, look at yourself in the mirror. Think of the things that put you into this place. Think if there were any possible outcomes other than those you faced. Then ask yourself why the ones you encountered happened. Then think how you can change it. There are always chances. Everything, passions, interests, hobbies, everything, THEY ARE ALL INSIDE YOU.”

  This time, tears just appeared in my eyes. - “As I was writing scenes (Split Of Fate) with the old dragon who was originally going to be an antagonist, I felt a greater connection to him with each word, and I realized it was another part of me, that his story had to get a follow-up and an ending.

  Because I felt regret for him.

  How complicated and overwhelming my story has become, almost too heavy for my mind… It's like a computer that is running too many tasks at once. With my pursuit of detail and perfection, it's like a self-destruct program.

  All the time, for me the brown dragon was my inner child, something I felt from the beginning when he appeared on that dark night (December 2020). But that thought was receding. It's funny because I had absolutely no influence on the course of the story and I have serious problems interpreting the scenes I write myself.

  Now that I remember correctly, the green dragon was first - a monster, dead but alive, destroyed, in a dead world. It appeared as an antagonist, and only then the main character - Golgaaryol - was created. Several times everything mixed up - the beginning with the ending, until finally everything crashed into a chaotic story without end.

  The theory recently came to my mind that one of the dragons is like a child, and that my passions, interests, hobbies, and life are his ‘toys’. He takes one, gets bored quickly, takes another, and then puts it aside, forgetting some of them.

  Later I read about my ‘Constant Improvement’ strategy and it has been confirmed. It's also something I noticed many years ago because of how quickly I was bored with the various activities.

  I have no limits, I could do anything.

  I had been quickly changing my hobbies, passions to get ahead of others, to win them in competitions that didn't exist to show my ‘superiority’ and then disappear, and another ‘toy’. I know I could put my whole life into something, but the bottom line is that someone has to lead me to it… Then the hatchling closes the drawer with toys, and I reject these people, I'm running away. Just suddenly withdraw.

  Limit. I don't do anything for others to see. Everything in the shadow zone. I've rejected all people.

  I'm killing passion. The problem is, I've killed the dragon too… It's not a spoiler, he's been dead since the first chapter of the story. The old dragon too... And it doesn't stop the story from continuing...

  It all looks like a nightmare scenario, and it's just life. Many scenes in the plot turned so black that I had to give up first-person writing. This is my mirror that I've looked into. Although I don't know where this is going, I enjoy this exchange, the mere fact that someone is trying to understand. Who can afford to think deeply?”

  The brown dragon laughed darkly. The confidence with the hatchlike expression was evident on the dragon's muzzle and its grinning teeth. The strange thing happened because time seemed to stand still. The dawn didn’t come, it was just a soft glow of light.

  The Wyvern looked behind himzelf for a moment, but as if the darkness didn’t surprise him at all. He pointed at the dragon with his long snout again, but looked at me. - “He has seen hope with my approach. He knows that I can knock some sense into you.

  You don't have to love humans. The INTPs struggle to feel them for a reason. My parent as an INTJ is also the same. You don't have to feel me, just take note of my directions as a fellow soul. I also don't know what I am exactly, I'm more of a paradox than a normal human. BUT I have accepted being both.

  Most importantly, you have to love yourself. You don't have to tear down your walls, keep it as a home. BUT, you can build doors to explore the outside world. You can wield the walls like a cloak to protect yourself from the nasties of the humans, but you also can allow yourself to fly free in the night sky as a dragon.

  A dragon is magestic, grand, and free. FREE. That is what you are looking for. FREEDOM. Put the past into books, and continue to move on. Write at your content. I will read it. You know I can. A hundred thousand words is nothing. Not even a million.

  You know I am crazy. I just can't help it…” He took a step forward and chuckled…

  At that moment only the stars of infinite space gave meager light. And the dragon, immersed in the darkness, gave up all its shyness and fear. It aroused so much curiosity that he could not resist.

  The rustling wings with scythes of death cut the air.

  - “His eyes are shining!” He ran suddenly to the wyvern to sniff it and examine it. He had never seen such a creature before. Wanted to touch it, but was too unsure. He just stopped, froze motionless, with a raised paw, swaying his tail in childish curiosity.

  He looked at me for a moment and when turned around… the wyvern suddenly disappeared, probably already flying over the green valley of lights.

  *

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