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“The Last Song of Grimbeard the Ghastly I sailed so far to be a King but the time was never right I lost my way on a stormy past, got wrecked in starless night But let my heart be wrecked by hurricanes and my ship by storm weather I know I am a Hero, and a Hero is… forever In another time, another place, I could have been a King But in my castle’s ruined towers the lonely seabirds sing I burned up my Tomorrows, I cannot go back ever But I am still a Hero, and a Hero is… forever”

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How to Betray a Dragon's Hero

This book delves into the art of subterfuge and cunning, providing readers with a comprehensive guide to defeating the mythical hero of a dragon in various fantasy settings. It includes detailed strategies, psychological insights, and practical advice for those facing such challenges in their own adventures. more

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Cressida Cowell
Cressida Cowell

Cressida Cowell is a celebrated author of children's literature, particularly known for her fantasy and adventure stories. Born on April 15, 1966, she has penned numerous books that have captivated the imaginations of young readers around the globe. more

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