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Just like his relationship with Charlie, the dragons also never ceased to amaze Neville. One evening in the middle of November, Charlie flew Neville over the back of a snezhen drakon*. Neville thought it was called snow dragon because of how it was comfortable in cold, cold weather; except, when happy, the dragon would breathe out snow, as a Hungarian Horntail would project fire.
Charlie kept them warm as Neville set his eyes on a view only a lucky few could have. It was a midnight velvet blue with frost everywhere. He enjoyed this peace with Charlie, feeling too lucky.
